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[Dated to... after the Pokémon plot ended, before anything else weird began.
Rin is in Galadriel's room, crouched in front of what appears to be a giant pot holding her new Maractus, which came back with her. She stares at it rocks back and forth and makes weird cooing and burbling noises to itself.]
Weeiiiird... [Ah, breathless. And then her attention switches to the journal.]
Hey ev'rybody! I'm back! I don't remember anything that happened last week, mostly. [An exaggeration but.] But it was kinda fun, huh? I like these weird animals! They're a little scary too, though.
Rin is in Galadriel's room, crouched in front of what appears to be a giant pot holding her new Maractus, which came back with her. She stares at it rocks back and forth and makes weird cooing and burbling noises to itself.]
Weeiiiird... [Ah, breathless. And then her attention switches to the journal.]
Hey ev'rybody! I'm back! I don't remember anything that happened last week, mostly. [An exaggeration but.] But it was kinda fun, huh? I like these weird animals! They're a little scary too, though.
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Well... you look like a little kid. How could you be like that, and like this, at the same time?
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I suppose it could be similar to looking at a tree in the summer, and then realizing in fall that there are branches beneath the green of the leaves that look nothing like the actual leaves.