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[week one - friday]
[ Lunch.
Not really a meal Xion is feeling right now.
But she knows her routines well enough to know she should at least try to eat something, even given the morning's horrifying excitement. Though she isn't much feeling the need to be around .... anyone right now, she ends up wandering into the kitchen.
... only to find she's not the only person there. Xion draws up short, blinking, and then rushes forward. ]
Yuna? Yuna, are you okay?
[ She hasn't seen the other girl since they all split up. ]
Not really a meal Xion is feeling right now.
But she knows her routines well enough to know she should at least try to eat something, even given the morning's horrifying excitement. Though she isn't much feeling the need to be around .... anyone right now, she ends up wandering into the kitchen.
... only to find she's not the only person there. Xion draws up short, blinking, and then rushes forward. ]
Yuna? Yuna, are you okay?
[ She hasn't seen the other girl since they all split up. ]
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[Yuna's in the middle of doing her best to make some stir-fry—she isn't hungry at all; she thinks of Ao's body and she thinks of the sight of the saloon and wants to throw up, but Tiara has to eat. Yuna sees Xion, though, and runs right over to meet her, all shaky smiles despite how tired she is.]
Xion, you were so great out there, you did such a good job! Someone told you we found Miss Tiara, right?
[that's not an answer BUT IT'S MORE IMPORTANT!!!]
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