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[dr4con1cl4w]

[The video clicks on, and is dark for a moment until it's adjusted right. Terezi is visible for a few moments, contemplating it the screen. She's in the shadow of a building, out among the streets.

Then, she holds up a piece of paper to the screen.]

Can anyone read this?

[It's upside down

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[empireofmymind]

"Ermis Suites, Room 418"....isn't it?

[He only caught the feed after her question was asked, and had to root around to find the source of the noise. As such, he hasn't seen Terezi yet.]

[empireofmymind]

[She was offended? So she guessed. She didn't give him her name, either - not that Ken can blame her, when he's doing everything wrong. Or is there something he's messing up because he's human and she's not?

Either way, he has to do this well (even if he's wishing he were somewhere else - itself a shameful impulse). Except.]

Tour? Ah...

Here, the apartments are this way.

[And he'll turn abruptly to lead the way, hoping she'll follow. Does she really mean tour? With multiple stops? A tour is something given by an experienced helper. Should Ken not have volunteered to help because of his inexperience?]

[dr4con1cl4w]

[She'll follow, all right.]

Something bothering you? You sound awfully bored. We can't have that! Hehehe.

[empireofmymind]

[Ken takes a deep breath. What's with this feeling? Even determined to help you out, he can't shake this antsiness.]

I'm fine.

--ah, crosswalk....

[Is it all right to warn for that? Either way, he'll be stopping and waiting his turn.]

[dr4con1cl4w]

Bluh.

[She stops to wait, leaning on her chain in faint annoyance.]

[empireofmymind]

[Ken glances at her, trying to determine whether or not she can see. He almost misses it when the light turns.]

--oh. Let's go...

[And he'll hurry across the street, looking over his shoulder.]

[dr4con1cl4w]

[She does seem to straighten up when the light changes, if that gives you any indication.]

Then lead on, oh freaky pink thing.

[empireofmymind]

[Ah. And she did recognize colors before, so - Ken's almost relieved. It'll be easier for her to adjust to the city if her vision isn't impaired. (And he didn't make a handicapped person wait. Bad enough he took so long as things stand!)]

...sure...

[He walks in silence for a little bit, clearing his throat awkwardly but never finding the right questions to ask. This silence isn't comfortable, either....but he doesn't know how best to fill it.]

[dr4con1cl4w]

[She notices.]

What's the matter? Didn't I already say I don't bite?

Why, you're making me uncomfortable with all that silence!

[empireofmymind]

[He turns away, not wanting her to see his face - torn between frustration and embarrassment, plus the same uneasiness. Something about her just doesn't feel right.]

Then...

Is there anything else you wanted to know?

[She's so sure of herself, for someone who'd only just arrived. He'd been so disoriented, until others helped...

But now? He isn't being much of a help at all.]

[dr4con1cl4w]

Of course! I want to know so much that I don't know what I want to know.

So. What should I want to know?

[empireofmymind]

Well, you - got the explanation from the lab, right? About our memories, and reclaiming them.

[He thinks over everything he's learned since then. So much are conclusions, a sense for the type of place this is...What did others tell him, what had he needed to know...?]

I don't know that much beyond it, but...The people here look after new arrivals. And they promise our memories return with time.

So - there's really no need to rush.

[He says it as if he doesn't quite believe what he's saying. He understands it's the truth. But he wants to know more.

He has to know who he is.]

[dr4con1cl4w]

No rush? [She scoffs.] A matter as large as stolen memories requires immediate investigation!

Don't you think so?

[empireofmymind]

Well....

[He glances around, trying to make it seem as if he's just getting his bearings to lead her to the apartment.]

I don't know if "stolen"'s quite...

[dr4con1cl4w]

Hehehe just because you might be careless enough to up and loose your memories doesn't mean we all are, Blueberry-hair.

[empireofmymind]

[You have his attention now, though he'll keep leading you to the apartments.]

You don't believe the lab's explanation?

[Is he too trusting? No, everyone else seemed to agree, and they're all doing fine....and what choice does he have, knowing as little as he does, but to believe until an alternate explanation presents itself?

Still, it's incredible. She's already questioning, already trusting herself, when she doesn't even know who she is. That seems so risky to Ken. But almost admirable.]