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Well, I don't think that little fishing expedition actually got me anywhere. But one more step in any direction is still one more step forward!
Though maybe I'm being a bit too optimistic. There's no reason to think I'll figure out anything new, when the track record so far already looks so bleak. Nonetheless, I... Suppose I can manage to carry on, knowing what I do, now.
[that sobered-yet-cheerful expression turns more frankly somber as he eyes the empty space that becomes his confidant]
It's always been a matter of time. That hasn't really changed, has it?
[a quiet pause follows, not so much thoughtful as grave. And then he smiles again, the look more second nature than mask, by now]
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Uh, thank you to everyone who helped me out. Even if you didn't know quite what I was talking about, I still appreciate it. I guess I just acted on a poor impulse, though! I can't even remember what it was I wanted to figure out! Ah, I really should write these things down more often.
[before dropping off the second level again, he catches a glimpse of something as he steps out into the hall. Of course, now Abel has to follow the little whirlwind ring of flowers to the open staircase that leads up to his floor] Eh? Such lovely flowers--but I don't remember there being this strong a breeze in the stairwell!
Well, I don't think that little fishing expedition actually got me anywhere. But one more step in any direction is still one more step forward!
Though maybe I'm being a bit too optimistic. There's no reason to think I'll figure out anything new, when the track record so far already looks so bleak. Nonetheless, I... Suppose I can manage to carry on, knowing what I do, now.
[that sobered-yet-cheerful expression turns more frankly somber as he eyes the empty space that becomes his confidant]
It's always been a matter of time. That hasn't really changed, has it?
[a quiet pause follows, not so much thoughtful as grave. And then he smiles again, the look more second nature than mask, by now]
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Uh, thank you to everyone who helped me out. Even if you didn't know quite what I was talking about, I still appreciate it. I guess I just acted on a poor impulse, though! I can't even remember what it was I wanted to figure out! Ah, I really should write these things down more often.
[before dropping off the second level again, he catches a glimpse of something as he steps out into the hall. Of course, now Abel has to follow the little whirlwind ring of flowers to the open staircase that leads up to his floor] Eh? Such lovely flowers--but I don't remember there being this strong a breeze in the stairwell!