[ The journal catches an exasperated sigh. ] When will summer end?
[ Clinic Filter ] [ Later, when Arya slips through the clinic door, she wrinkles her nose at the strong sterile smell. Behind her, Nymeria sneezes and shakes her head. She hesitates before walking further inside. ]
[ She had been complaining to herself. Or perhaps Nymeria. Regardless, she didn't expect an answer. Looking to the side, she spots the open journal beside her head. She twitches it a little closer to her. ]
Oh, I see! [...] Well, back in my world, I think this would be around the time it'd change to fall, since seasons only last a few months. But, I'm not sure about here...
[ I just learned I have a magical link to a wild beast and I'm actually one of the monsters an old storyteller would scare me and my siblings with when we were children. ]
I'm well, thank you for asking. [ The courtesy comes out stiffly. ]
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