It's a rather quaint town when you get down to it. At least, that's what the Sheriff would argue. Warm and dry in the mornings and afternoons with a brisk coolness in the evenings. The perfect type of weather to just sit out on your rocking chair and observe the comings and goings.
... Of course, there's not much in the way of comings and goings when there aren't any actual people here to watch. Nevertheless, don't let that get you down! The town is your oyster and those roosters won't stop crowing until everyone's out of bed. Up and at 'em, rise and shine, it's time to make the day yours!
After all, there's nothing wrong with the town today and you might just want to savor it while it lasts.
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Think you can make some time to just... give yourself a break afterwards?
[it's not like he'd try to stop her from what it is she wants to do, especially if it's for yuna's sake. he gets that—though he doesn't yet question what she's putting in the mailboxes or what's in his own.
...though he is looking down at felix a bit curiously. but you know what? he can't even find it all that weird that this point.]
Hard not to when you never stop. Can't afford to have you collapsing at a time like this.
[it's not like he's forgotten the multiple times she's agitated her injuries by getting worked up. he pays more attention to things than he often lets on to, after all.
either way, he'll take the colorful something, and look down at it...
and his eyes just go wide, because what.]
...! [there's a small gasp.] A... sylleblossom? How—
[whispering "what the hell, yuna" into the grave. this is probably not a good explanation of anything at all, especially when he's not even asking milla what the deal is with this yet. he's still a little shocked, because it's the last thing he expected to see.]
If I collapse, I'll just pick myself back up again.
[if. only it worked that way?? that's all she says though while Noctis examines his bookmark. she'll let him have his moment, uninterrupted. goodness knew that she had a tone of inexplicable feelings when she first found these items. . . she imagines everyone else who was close to or knew Yuna would have a similar reaction]
[milla, it definitely doesn't work that way, but he doesn't really have the time to respond to it properly, because the bookmark—
well, it represents a lot more than just yuna's sentiments to him. it stretches far and well beyond that, though he's just kind of locked in it for a moment, before he finally speaks.]
...She really went all out, huh. [there's definitely a lot more there he's not saying, but alas. this is noct and he's not always forthcoming about these things.]
[and she remembers all those nights when she woke up early to Yuna sitting on her bed with a flashlight shining underneath her covers, all those nights of confusion and trying to ask what her roommate was doing and only receiving a squeaky "nothing!" in response]
[oh Yuna]
It's the kind of person she is. Someone who doesn't hold herself back, no matter what.
[in response, Milla splits the remaining pile of bookmarks in half and hands it to Noctis]
The names are on the back, so it should be easy to deliver them to the right people. I'm glad I found these. . . it would have been a shame for them to sit in our room, unused and undiscovered.
[he takes the bookmarks she hands over casually, looking at the names and seeking out the mailboxes they belong to. though he's curious, noctis doesn't spend much time looking at each individual bookmark—it just feels kind of wrong to do that.]
Yeah. At least you can do that much. She's probably happy about it, too. [she's probably watching it from where she is now, he imagines.]
[yeah, Milla isn't prying into other bookmarks, either. she's also curious, but if the owners of said bookmarks wish to share, she imagines they will]
I hope so. I think she's been working on these since we arrived. I remember waking up in the middle of the night to her tinkering with something in her bed, but she always hid her project from me.
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[she pulls up a smile for Noctis. fortunately, it doesn't look nearly as exhausted as her body does]
Not when there are still things I must accomplish. I know Yuna would have liked for me to pass these out to everyone.
[Felix the chicken pecks the ground idly at her feet]
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[it's not like he'd try to stop her from what it is she wants to do, especially if it's for yuna's sake. he gets that—though he doesn't yet question what she's putting in the mailboxes or what's in his own.
...though he is looking down at felix a bit curiously. but you know what? he can't even find it all that weird that this point.]
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You worry too much. I'll take a break later, I promise.
[even she can realize she's pushing herself to the brink of her limits. fortunately (?)]
[also, she sorts through the colorful somethings and hands one to Noctis]
Here. There isn't any point in putting it in your mailbox while you're standing right in front of me.
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[it's not like he's forgotten the multiple times she's agitated her injuries by getting worked up. he pays more attention to things than he often lets on to, after all.
either way, he'll take the colorful something, and look down at it...
and his eyes just go wide, because what.]
...! [there's a small gasp.] A... sylleblossom? How—
[whispering "what the hell, yuna" into the grave. this is probably not a good explanation of anything at all, especially when he's not even asking milla what the deal is with this yet. he's still a little shocked, because it's the last thing he expected to see.]
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[if. only it worked that way?? that's all she says though while Noctis examines his bookmark. she'll let him have his moment, uninterrupted. goodness knew that she had a tone of inexplicable feelings when she first found these items. . . she imagines everyone else who was close to or knew Yuna would have a similar reaction]
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well, it represents a lot more than just yuna's sentiments to him. it stretches far and well beyond that, though he's just kind of locked in it for a moment, before he finally speaks.]
...She really went all out, huh. [there's definitely a lot more there he's not saying, but alas. this is noct and he's not always forthcoming about these things.]
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[and she remembers all those nights when she woke up early to Yuna sitting on her bed with a flashlight shining underneath her covers, all those nights of confusion and trying to ask what her roommate was doing and only receiving a squeaky "nothing!" in response]
[oh Yuna]
It's the kind of person she is. Someone who doesn't hold herself back, no matter what.
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[but he knows he can't say nearly as much about that as milla could—they were roommates, after all. still, he appreciates the gesture made my yuna...
and the effort for something that likely should have been impossible. he clenches the bookmark in his hand for a moment before tucking it away.]
Need a hand with the rest?
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The names are on the back, so it should be easy to deliver them to the right people. I'm glad I found these. . . it would have been a shame for them to sit in our room, unused and undiscovered.
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Yeah. At least you can do that much. She's probably happy about it, too. [she's probably watching it from where she is now, he imagines.]
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I hope so. I think she's been working on these since we arrived. I remember waking up in the middle of the night to her tinkering with something in her bed, but she always hid her project from me.
I suppose she wanted to surprise everyone.
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[it shouldn't have been like this in any respect, of course. even in just a week, they lost so many of their numbers, after all.]
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It took her time to create these.
. . . and our numbers have been dwindling surprisingly quickly.
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[the rate that they're losing people is completely absurd, after all.]
I guess... at least they're going where they should now.