Audio - Eighteenth promise

[sorcery_fledgling]

Some days, I really want to go home. Other days, I can't imagine leaving. I hate being torn like this.

[She sighs.]

Sorry. I've been feeling strange ever since that last curse. Maybe I just miss my dog a lot. Not that I don't love Sacra, but...

[Although her expression is hidden from the rest of Vatheon, the frown she wears is evident in her voice.]

Um, nevermind. Hope everyone's doing okay.

[And as abruptly as it began, the feed ends.]

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[teradine]

[When she replies with audio, for a moment only the sound of the ocean in the distance can be heard. Then Argilla finds her voice.]

I think a lot of us feel similarly. You aren't alone.

[. . . Not that Argilla particularly misses Karma City or the Junkyard, but. Well.

Sometimes she wonders, thinks about it.]

[sorcery_fledgling]

I guess not. If there was a way to travel back and forth between here and home, it'd be so great, you know?

[teradine]

That would be ideal for most . . . but there's a lot that would have to happen for it to even be possible, and it would depend on a lot of cooperation.

[From both foreigners and locals . . .

But it's mainly the latter that's the problem. They don't want anyone to leave.]

[sorcery_fledgling]

It would be, I know. And maybe it's a lot to hope for. But... I don't know. Isn't it better to hope for the best?

[teradine]

Maybe so . . .

[It's hard to say what is or isn't too much. She has no idea how far removed they are from anything. But she keeps these thoughts to herself; Rinoa seems saddened enough.]

Do you think they would like it here? Your comrades, the ones at home . . . would they want to come?