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[midget]

Well, Paradisa. It's been fun.

Or, well, not fun at all. Actually, living here has been more of a pain than anything I've dealt with in at least a century. Messing with my memories, messing with my emotions, the losses...

I'm out of here. The city's just as bad [ at least, it is if the castle brought you back believing you were a townie- ] so I'll be out at the outpost if anybody needs me... at least until I find a better place.

[ She's about to close the journal, but remembers something at the last second. ] My room's still booby-trapped, by the way. I wouldn't recommend trying to move in just because it's suddenly vacant. Unless you enjoy living life as an ermine.

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[encryptedlock]

Take care of yourself, Eva. Let me know if you need any supplies out there.

[midget]

I can do my own cake runs, thanks.

But if you'd like to drop by for tea and a chat once in a while, I would be fine with that.

[encryptedlock]

Count on it. A guy can always use a piece of cake.

[midget]

And I only stock the best. [ YUP. Because she has refined taste. Or something. ]

[encryptedlock]

[Or possibly because she's spoiled and also an elitist. Not that York minds.]

Yep.

Oh, and keep an eye out for trouble while you're out there, would you?

[midget]

You don't even need to ask. I'm hoping for some - what better entertainment is there out there?

[encryptedlock]

Well, none, really.