seventh hymn ♫ childhood dreams

[melodist]

[dictated]

[The journal picks up a soft gasp and some faint shuffling. When Tear finally speaks, her voice is dry and tentative. Considering she's spent the past month or so as a doll it's not out of the question.]

The journal is... This is Paradisa, isn't it?

[She gets up, a little unsteady, bracing herself on the chair. And why is she in Luke's room...?

A little more business this time.] It appears I've been [a short pause] indisposed since late December, courtesy of the castle. I'll resume my duties at the clinic when I'm certain there aren't any lingering effects.

[Luke]

[Oh god, this is awkward. She can forge past it, though. SHE WILL. As usual, when she gets awkward she turns formal.]

I woke up in your room, but I didn't touch anything. I'm sorry for the intrusion.

[Another pause, feels like forever. They still haven't talked about ...]

Are you all right?

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Comments

[heloise]

I am glad that you are now well.

[melodist]

I... [She pauses, not expecting such courtesy.] Thank you. My memories of the incident are foggy at best, so it isn't as bad as it sounds.

[heloise]

How long were you confined to your bed?

[melodist]

There is no thirteenth month, correct? I think it was at least three weeks.

[heloise]

That is a long time to be indisposed. If, there are matters you need help with?

[melodist]

I can handle it from here. My clinic duties have been neglected...