[not again] catchall for escha

[fishingforcompliments]

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[fishingforcompliments]

...it does, a little.

But if that is the case - I do wonder how much he can say, even if he wants to.

[applechemist]

Right... There's also that.

[ Escha just. Sighs. ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[exhausting.]

There must be some way to confirm the truth, though. One way or another.

[applechemist]

I hate that the most likely answer is simply that it will come with time.

[ ... Escha sighs again, even longer this time. ]

Do you - sorry - but do you want to talk about something else?

[fishingforcompliments]

...that might be more pleasant.

[no "might" about it.]

I must confess, though - I do not know what else to talk about. ...mostly, I wanted to see how you were doing.

[applechemist]

Oh - sorry. I don't mean to keep you, if you wanted to go...

[fishingforcompliments]

No, that is not what I meant... only that I do not know what else to say. But I do not wish to leave you alone, either, if it would help you to have company.

[applechemist]

It would be nice.

It's always hard to wind down after the trials. Being alone just makes my head spin.

[fishingforcompliments]

It does that to me as well. I keep finding myself thinking in circles...

[applechemist]

I've been thinking - I really don't know that much about you, Flayn. Like what your world is like, or what your hobbies are.

[fishingforcompliments]

...well... I am rather accustomed to asking questions about other people, rather than answering ones about myself.

[she hesitates]

But... if you have any questions you would like to ask, I could answer them for you.

[applechemist]

It's not like there's anything I specifically want to know. I'd just like to know more about you.

[fishingforcompliments]

...um, in that case...

[what can she say about herself...]

My favorite food is fish! What is yours?

[applechemist]

... Apples.

[ ... ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[heck. i should have apped swift wind; they'd have something in common.]

By themselves, or in desserts?

[applechemist]

[ they would have been best friends... ]

Either. I know all kinds of dishes with apples - I like them in anything.

... What about fish? Are there certain dishes you like best?

[fishingforcompliments]

Which dish with apples is your favorite?

I enjoy all types of fish - but fresh-caught is the best. My mother was an excellent fisher, and on days when she would bring home a large catch, we would feast!

[applechemist]

Probably apple tarts.

[ Aw, Escha looks very moved by that. ]

That sounds so nice. Were you close with your mother?

[fishingforcompliments]

[Apple tarts, huh? Flayn will remember that.]

...yes, very. My mother was wonderful.

["was," though.]

What about you? Are you close to your family?

[applechemist]

[ Same dead-mom backstory? Same dead-mom backstory!

... Escha smiles softly. ]

I was close with my mom, yeah. She was the one who taught me alchemy.

[fishingforcompliments]

[Same dead-mom backstory!!

In fact - it's still week three. Escha will get to see some of it through Flayn's eyes.

(Pretend the Professor is a woman, though. I can't find a recording of this paralogue with the right Professor.]

...ah.

[applechemist]

[ Escha's smile doesn't waver. It's sad, but... Still a nice memory. Even if she feels a little bad for intruding on something that was specifically announced to be a 'secret'. ]

Sitting by the sea with your mom... That sounds really nice. I'm glad you were able to protect her grave.

[fishingforcompliments]

...I am, too. When I heard that people were causing trouble near it I...

[she sighs.]

Well. It worked out for the best.

[applechemist]

Are you... Still in danger, back home?

[ Who knows when those memories were from. But something a bout her blood? Escha doesn't want to pry for details, she's just worried. ]

[fishingforcompliments]

...

[Her silence is probably answer enough to that question, but after a moment, she nods.]