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Clover: And just where did you two run off to?

Altair: Sorry… I just needed some fresh air.

Prussian: …but we’re ou-OW!

Apricot: [whistling]

Ume: What happened to do you anyway?

Altair: …

Ume: You were there one day and then you were like… a ghost.

Altair: …

Ume: I waited to see you for over ten years… and then suddenly, here you are, the live-in girlfriend of one of my closest friends.

Altair: We should really go back… I’m sure everyone is wondering where we went.

Ume: Finally remembered me, did you?

Altair: You’re a lot different from what I remember.

Ume: Much more handsome and charming?

Altair: [laughs] Not exactly the words I would have used. I just mean, a lot changes in ten years.

Ume: You’re telling me.

Ume: Can I ask you something?

Altair: Sure. What is it?

Ume: You’re Valerian Nova’s daughter, right?

Altair: That obvious, huh?

Ume: We’ve met before.

Altair: That’s not possib– wait, [stares] you’re not? There’s no way.

Altair: It will probably seem silly to you but, I’m not really used to being around people. My father kept me on a pretty strict lockdown most of my life. Something about keeping me safe from the frivolity of worldly desires.

Ume: I’m sure this is a lot for you then.

Altair: I don’t know. Just hearing the stories about everyone’s time together it just made me realize how alone I really am.

[pause]

Altair: I’m sorry, this probably sounds ridiculous to you.

Ume: No, I get it. Sometimes it feels like living in a whole different world…

Altair: Hmm… yeah, I’m just feeling a little…

Ume: Overwhelmed?

Altair: Something like that.

Ume: Hey… are you okay?

Camellia: I sure hope so…

Camellia:… Did you even notice she left like 10 minutes ago?

Foxglove: Wait, what?

Camellia: Ume’s gone too.

Foxglove: What on earth are you talking about?

Camellia: Look, Altair seems like a nice girl and everything but I mean… You barely know her. You quit your job and ran back here after what? Two months of knowing her? You have to understand that most people don’t rush in like that, right?

Foxglove: I appreciate your concern, sis, but I know what I’m doing.

Foxglove: There’s nothing to worry about.

Camellia: I’m not so sure about that. I mean, to you this all seems fine, but…you know… to everyone else…

Foxglove: Just spit it out Cam.

Camellia: Don’t you think you’re being a little irrational?