[not again] catchall for zenitsu

[fishingforcompliments]

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[swordflash]

[She isn't the only one.

It's fine if she hasn't decided yet. He nods in approval.]

Right. Sometimes meanings are secondary to looks, or you find something that's better than what you had in mind. There's a lot of beautiful flowers here, so let's take a look.

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[Flayn nods! And, a-flower hunting they shall go.]

...is there any particular flower you are looking for, Zenitsu?

[swordflash]

Nope. I just came here to look at them. There were no gardens in the warehouse—only flowers that had already been picked.

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...they would not last for very long, in that case. Would they?

[poor flowers :c ]

[swordflash]

Despite that, they always looked fresh. Didn't Yin Yu send you some?

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Ah - yes. [...maybe he won't see her cheeks turn pink in the darkness! It's fine.] He did. They were lovely.

[swordflash]

[Everyone knows, Flayn.]

He really cares for you. We could all see it at the warehouse.

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...I really care for him, too, so it is... it is nice to know that those feelings are mutual.

[And without the use of love arrows, even!

...oh, maybe Zenitsu is the wrong person to be gushing about this with. It feels like bragging.]

[swordflash]

[Don't get him wrong. He's so envious of Yin Yu that he could cry blood. But it's good that she has someone on whom she can lean at a time like this.]

I'm happy for you. He's a really good guy.

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He truly is, is he not? It is astounding to me that he seems to have such trouble seeing it.

[And speaking of that...]

...but you are a really good guy, too, you know. I hope the last few weeks have been... at least a little kinder to you, than the first few were.

[swordflash]

[He blushes at her compliment.]

The warehouse didn't have the gardens, but it was safe.

[After all, everyone there was already dead. They didn't have to fear death again—only in the permanent sense if something should go wrong.]

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[Whew! That's good.]

I am glad to hear that...

[...]

I wish you could have been kept safe the whole time, though. I... what happened to you...

[swordflash]

[He slows down on their walk.]

It couldn't be helped, and everything worked out in the end. All that's left is for the snake to decide that they like their gifts by tomorrow.

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...

["It couldn't be helped" seems a little too dismissive for Flayn's liking, but she's already told herself that she's going to follow the victims' leads on how they want to handle this, so. She stays quiet, but she doesn't look happy about it.]

Do you think that they might? ...the waiting to find out is maddening.

[swordflash]

[It's hard to not notice her expression. He's already unloaded how he feels about his death onto a couple people—both deceased like him—and he isn't looking for a third person. Flayn's already got enough on her plate.

He resumes their previous pace.]

They sounded like they were in a good mood. And we won't even be waiting for a whole day.

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...there is that, at least.

[It should only be a short wait. It just feels like an eternity.

(And she knows what that feels like.)]

You think it will turn out well, then...?

[swordflash]

I think so.

[He has to think so. It has to turn out well, because . . . ]

There are people here I'd like to see freed from this place, too.

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There must be a way to save them.

[Hopefully, they've found it. If not, they'll just have to fight the snake in the morning. Surely it can't kill all forty of them...?]

...what is the first thing you are going to do, once we have?

[swordflash]

I want to talk to the sleepers. If they've been asleep all this time, they'll be confused once they wake up.

[He pauses, wondering if he should volunteer this next tidbit.]

My best friend is one of them.

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Oh...

[His best friend. That must have been hard, then - to spend all this time not knowing if the sleepers were going to be okay. But it also doesn't surprise her even a little that Zenitsu is already thinking of their comfort; he's always been a kind and considerate person.]

They shall be safe soon - and I am sure they will be very happy to see you, when they wake up. [...] May I ask - what is your best friend like...?

[swordflash]

[He smiles, because, despite everything and how lowly he feels about himself more than ever, Anya will always put a smile on his face.]

Her name is Anya. She's an idol and one of the kindest people you'll ever meet. We were roommates at the mansion.

[Who's Stefano?]

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Oh! I think I remember seeing her, on the screens...

[Cute. Flayn smiles.]

She seemed lovely, from what I saw. I hope you will be able to see her again very soon.

[swordflash]

[He hopes that's all she saw. Those screens were a menace.]

Me, too.

[And he hopes that Anya will emerge, hand in hand, with their mutual friends. That would be the ideal awakening for someone like her.]

What about you? What's the first thing you're going to do?

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...I would like to check on the people who were sleeping, as well.

[Mitsuri, in particular, she wants to see again. She'd also like to make sure Ryuji and Yusuke find Akira, too.]

After that, I think... if it is possible... I ought to go home.

[swordflash]

[Those people would surely love to see Flayn again. Hopefully, they'll open their eyes tomorrow.]

What's your home like?