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[Martel had woken up back in her own bed after spending those few days in that strange world that reminded her of home in a strange and twisted way. She hoped that everyone who had been taken by the mirror was all right and as safe as they could be in this place.]

Did everybody come back all right from that place and remember who they are?

[And then to her friends:]

Don't worry, I'm all right. Are you all right? Did anything happen while I was trapped in the mirror?

Are you all right? We got separated from each other and I was worried about you. Not that you can't handle yourself, but... [She still worried about him.

A slight pause.] ...Did you ever find Tsuna?

[And with that, she leaves her room and goes outside with her panpipes to play them from the top of her tree.]

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Yes, until she punches you in the face and then I'd have to heal your broken nose.

Oh please, I can heal my own broken nose!

Yes, but wouldn't you rather have your grandmother do it for you? [Oh, she is honestly teasing you now, Zelos.]

[sdlfjksdsdflkjsd B( ]

I can do it myself!

[She just laughs.] I'm sure you can, Zelos.

[Siiiiiiiiiiiigh. He's not exactly used to being teased about taking care of himself so he's glad she can't see any pink in his cheeks over the journal]

Of course! No need to worry about me, ahahah.

Of course not. At least not too much, Zelos. [She does worry about him, though. Quite a lot. Not that she'd ever let on to him.]

[Just because he's a bit emotionally unstable and horrifically traumatized jeeez....]

Better not be! With all the worrying you do, you might get grays!

[...seems like the perfect person to worry about.]

Me, get gray hair? It would never happen. Anyway, if I did I would look distinguished.

Hmmm, I don't know. It might not look so good with the green.

Well, even if it doesn't, I still have a long way to go before I get any gray hairs. [Even though that's a lie, and she'll never get gray hairs, but details.]

[He snorts]

Yeah, yeah I know. If we aged here I'd probably get them long before you. [maybe anyway]

...perhaps. [she's thinking the same thing, if you can't tell, Zelos. She doesn't know if you can age or not.]

[SHHHHHH HE WANTS TO BE IN DENIAL]

No real perhaps about it, right? I am human.

...Right. [Hey, if he wants to deny it, let it not be her to stop him. They both know that neither of them would age, so that entire discussion about gray hairs was moot.]

So there you go! [Yeeeep. And Zelos, well, let's just say he very much likes sticking to the idea that he'll age and live out his life as mostly human. That the uninformed choice he made won't haunt him until well, the end of eternity]

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