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2nd moon [voice]

No good, they don't have... How does this even work? I'll stay away from it for now...

[Rummaging noises come from the journal, numerous but careful. It sounds like someone is exploring the item shop.]

I apologize for bothering everyone, but could anyone recommend objects that are helpful to a household? Specifically, objects that are necessary for a new arrival or that can keep the house organized and clean. I'm not familiar with most of the products I find here, and I'd rather not bring anything that is useless or dangerous home. I'd be most thankful for your help.

[He falls quiet, and for a few moments only the sounds of items being moved can be heard. It appears his message is over, but-]

Also, Ceodore. What blade are you currently using?

[With that, his post is truly over.]

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An earthquake? Were the houses very affected?

Quite a few. That's how Selphie ended up living with us. Her building was damaged... and I didn't like her being all alone in that place. Uncle, Frey and Sonic stayed with us for a while after that, until the buildings were repaired.

That was very kind of everyone. I doubt she wished to stay alone either. I've met Frey, but not Sonic. Is he a friend of your?

He was. A blue hedgehog. He's been gone for months.

[Happens a lot around here. People come and go.]

I suppose I'll not be able to meet most of the friends you've all made here, with all those disappearances.

[He sounds saddened by this.]

There's been quite a few.

[He'd say you get used to it, but honestly... you don't. Sigh.]

It's been harder for Selphie. She's really sociable and some of her really close friends have been sent home.

And even when she makes new friends, the previous ones cannot be replaced. I suppose this is the price to pay to befriend people from other worlds.

Yeah. Each time it happens, she takes it harder. And... I worry what if..

["... what if one of us is the next to go." He can't begin to imagine living without her now and he wouldn't want to. Smitten princeling is smitten.]

[Cecil would love to say that it won't happen, that they'll find a way for everyone to return home while still keeping in contact, but he knows damn well he can't promise something like that, and he refuses to make a promise he cannot keep to his own son.]

...If you worry too much, you won't enjoy the time you spend together to its fullest.

Yeah.

[Ceodore looks away and falls silent, trying to decide if he really feels like he should admit to what's been on his mind for a while. Before he can stew on it too much, he just blurts it out, although he just can't bring himself to look at his father in the process.]

I want to take her home with me.

[That might be a sideways admission of how he feels about Selphie.]

[...So Ceodore is that serious about this relationship, then. On the one hand, Cecil quite approves of Selphie. He has no doubt that with her by his side, Ceodore would be able to rule Baron justly and happily. But on the other hand...]

Have you asked her about it? Remember, she does have a life, friends and family in her world. She might not be willing to give that up, even if it is for your sake. You'd be asking her to follow you to a world she does not know, possibly with no way to see her home again.

No, not yet.

[Because he's afraid of the answer. Afraid of exactly what Cecil brought up, that she may not be willing to give up her friends and her home.]

There was an experiment last month and...

[He's turning red. Very very red. For good reason.]

I asked her to marry me. She's not ready. I'm not either. But I can't take it back. And I won't use the experiment as an excuse.

[He's asked her to-!? ...Foolish, impulsive children. If the circumstances were not so dire, he'd smile.]

Even an engagement is a serious commitment, Ceodore. You are certainly not ready to marry, and that you know so proves that you can be trusted with such a decision. However, there is always the possibility that you will not be able to bring her home, and there is also the possibility that she will refuse even if you can. What will you do, if that happens?

[Choose your answer carefully, because it is very important.]

[In his defense (which he'll never utter on his own behalf), he was under the effects of a 'love ramped up' experiment at the time. And the proposal was the least of the results of it.]

I don't know...

[The very thought is too depressing to dwell on enough to come up with any sort of reasonable decision.]

[That's really the sort of thing he should explain, otherwise Cecil will get the wrong idea.]

...You'll need to think about it, before you ask her. It would be unfair to request an answer when you have none to give. Think of the possible outcomes, decide how you would react to them, and prepare an explanation for your decisions. Listen to her own decisiond, and try to compromise if your goals are different. As long as the two of you think it through, you should be fine.

[And he really, really wants you both to be fine.]

[Thinking things through. Something he's really bad at. And Selphie's not much better than he with being impulsive. But it's obvious he's taking it all in, really thinking over what's being said and he nods a little. It's one of those subjects they just don't touch because it's easier not to.]

The longer you wait, the harder it'll be, Ceodore. You can take your time thinking; in fact, you have to take your time thinking. But once you've reached your answer, if you hesitate too long, you might lose your chance forever. This world is not kind to the souls who meet here. So, when you'll be ready... Don't hesitate, alright?

[He doesn't want to the two of them to be torn apart by an abrupt departure, without having the chance to talk. He knows it'd break the other's heart.]

[He nods, serious as can be.]

I won't.

If you say so, I suppose I have no reason to worry.

[He smiles at Ceodore, but it quickly turns into a small frown.]

Oh dear. I'm afraid the pizza has gone cold.

That's okay. It's just as good that way.

[Totally grabbing some now. Thanks for the reminder that it's time to refuel the bottomless pit.]

Are you sure? I can try to warm it up again if you wish.

[...With the microwave, of course! :D]

Uh, well sure if you want.

[Since Rydia's not around to enforce the microwave ban...]

It won't take very long.

[He takes the pizza and saunters off toward the microwave. Oh dear.

...The good news is, the microwave does not blow up or find itself otherwise damaged. The bad news is, by the time he's done with it, that pizza is going to be wayyyyy overcooked.]

[Rydia walks into the kitchen around this time, wrinkling her nose.]

Okay, what's burning? Did we kill another one?

[Cecil just pokes that poor pizza with a fork a few times.]

...The microwave looks perfectly fine, from what I can tell.

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