[week three - thursday]

[ This has been such a long day.

This has been such a long week.

When Xion emerges from the bathhouse, it's exhausted and very sore, but finally really clean. She's already in pajamas, because she's quite honestly thinking of taking a quick nap to prepare for her camera vigil. She's barely slept in days with all that's gone on, after all.

But before she tries to brave the stairs up to her room - and she suddenly truly regrets, even though it was no choice of her own, having a room on the second floor - she meanders into the lounge. Pluto is at her side, exhibiting a certain cautious optimism that's, like, more personality than a dog should be able to display, probably?, but somehow works for him.

She seems a little surprised by who she sees there. For a moment, she's hesitant about approaching, but...

... maybe she just needs to give him a chance? He was awful when they met, but that night they all spent together wasn't so bad.

So Xion will hobble her way over, leaning heavily on her walking stick and smiling faintly. ]

Hi, Will.

[week three - friday]

[ The general store is quiet today.

Perhaps for obvious reasons, with three people dead and a corpse soup nearby the hotel. But it suits Xion's purposes just fine. She's in here browsing the shelves with a small bag in her hands, picking at what looks mostly like snack foods. Maybe some fruit, if it's here.

For the first time today, she doesn't have Nui's parasol on her person. She's just got walking stick and her very sad dog, who seems to be all the emoting she suddenly seems incapable of. He's slinking along after her, sometimes whining, his hears pressed flat to his head. Xion ignores him.

She only shifts her focus when someone else walks into the store to join her. She'll stare at him with a perfectly blank face. ]

Shinnosuke.