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[The journal flicks on to the sound of sloshing water; there's a sudden splash, a loud curse, and after a moment of quiet, it's lifted to reveal a disgruntled man some might find familiar.]

...This is Luceti, isn't it?

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[There may be a very slight hint of wilting.] ...My lord?

I am told I was here previously. I do not recall it. [There is a newly sprouting weed being ground under his heel that would probably like to beg for mercy about now.] I will need to depend on you more than ever.

You-

[He doesn't remember?]

[He doesn't remember.]

[He feels... crushed, upset, angry, frustrated, hurt. He feels so much he's not even sure of what he's feeling. Is it really that easy to forget, after going through so much?

Maybe it would have been better if they'd both forgotten.]

[...But Sigmund's here, alive again, regardless of his memory or their situation. Relying on Edward, depending on Edward.

He's never been able to refuse his lord's command, nor has he wanted to.

So:]

Of course, my lord. I'll do everything I can to help you.

[Sigmund is there; and he claps a hand on Ed's shoulder, gives it a slight squeeze.]

Thank you, Edward.

O-of course. [He can handle this, it's fine. It's just like old times.] Where would you like me to begin?

[Strange. Edward never reacted quite like that before, did he? He pulls his hand back and curls it into a fist when it drops to his side.]

Perhaps we should first think of shelter.

[Oh dear, he's probably handling this wrong. But he's trying, at least...]

There are a number of houses and apartment buildings in the village. We could find one of those.

The specifics matter little to me. Would you care to choose?

[Giving him responsibility always makes Edward happy, doesn't it? Besides, the specifics of what and where really don't matter all that much to him, and Edward should know this place much better.]

[It does make him a little happy, actually, since he has an answer for Sigmund already.]

The southern building was suggested to me, so perhaps we should try that first.

If you believe it will be suitable. [Sigmund looks at him for a moment, but decides to keep his hands to himself.]

I also want to hear what has happened since we last met.

[....Okay that doesn't make him happy.] That would take much longer, my lord. Maybe we could start walking and get settled first?

Yes.

[South is... hmph. He gestures for Edward to lead. He knows where he's going.]

[Holy snap, he's leading? This really is bizarro-land again. He nods, though, and starts forward, heading down the path towards the southern end of the village. He actually doesn't know about the sixth community building, but hey, he's been told it's down there, so he's looking into it.]

[If it will make Ed feel better, Sigmund will pass him after a while and they can be as clueless as before, in a more familiar formation. Since he's sure the directions are the same now. That was a bit mission critical.]

[Edward walks in uncomfortable silence for a while, deep in thought. Finally, he speaks up again, unable to crush his curiosity for long.]

My lord... what's the last thing you remember?

[That's not a very pleasant question. Sigmund takes a few moments of silence of his own before answering.]

Vesplume Tower.

[....Oh.

Yeah, now he's regretting the question.]

...I'm sorry.

[So his suspicions were right. He slows his steps and shakes his head.]

It doesn't matter now. Where is this building?

[Edward pauses for a moment, glancing around, then spots the tall, squarish building in the distance and points.] There, my lord. We should find a suitable apartment there.

[Hm. An apartment. Close quarters with other people. Sigmund crosses his arms reflexively.]

It will suffice.

[Ed tries not to sound disgruntled.] Last time we had a house, but they seem to be in short supply.

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