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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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[....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.

We've had worse. [Don't make that face, Edward. Your mood might stick that way.]

I can't deny that. [Sorry, Siggy, he'll probably be a little down for a few days.]

I can choose, if you would rather be elsewhere. [All alone with the Liberator, and he is sulking like... a petulant fanboy. It is absolutely baffling.]

[Long story, dude.] From the sound of things, pickings are rather slim.

Then we should take what we can.

[And he will set a good example by not whining about it. Not that Lord Sigmund the Liberator ever whines. But he will also stay silent until they get there, because Edward is oh-so-subtly off today and it is making Sigmund feel... odd. As if Edward saw him fall on his face, or the like.]

I can inquire about houses later if you wish. I don't wish others to bother you.

[The last thing he wants is for Sigmund to be uncomfortable.]

This will do. I don't intend to stay idle. [Really, he should probably at least take a close look at the place before he says that; but a roof is a roof.]

Of course, my lord!

Ah, I've also been warned that there are a number of dangerous men in Luceti, villains that terrorize other worlds, much like the Dreadknight does in our own world.

So I won't be idle.

If this is settled, you are free for the day.

...My lord? [AM I BEING DISMISSED? ;-;]

If you have other errands, see to them. Then you will tell me what you remember.

[You will, won't you, Edward?]

I... of course, my lord. Anything you need to know. ['Need to know' being the important bit there.] And I suppose I could get us some supplies...

As you see fit. [Which is not quite the license to go spend all the Forces' fol that it would have been, but still a statement of trust. Sigmund will-

-actually, Sigmund would like to go sit down and put his feet up, while there are no witnesses. Possibly think hard about the situation, for all the good it will do.]

[Edward gives him a quick nod goes about finding an empty apartment so Sigmund can do just that. Not this one, not this one... not that either... hrm...

...ah, ha.] My lord, the fifth apartment appears to be uninhabited!

Then we shall take it. Thank you, Edward. I will remain here.

[And put his heavily armored feet up on the furniture while no one is looking, decide what he will and won't tell Ed if they're going to be all alone here. Last he remembers, he owed some massive explanations.]

You're welcome, my lord! I'll return shortly!

[And with a quick salute and a bow, he scampers off to get some food and such. Little does Sigmund know, he's already well informed |D]

[It will be such an shock. So much planning for an earnest explanation he apparently already gave. New, enlightened Edward will be a curious and fascinating phenomenon indeed.]

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