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[Hey DR what's hangin'. Yupunzel's been busy getting into fights, reconciling with her whatever-the-hell Alma is, hoboing for 3 months (which explains the dirty, rather masculine for her time, streetwear she has on), and resynchronizing with her Innocence (and thus has a red blade in hand and blood on her arms from the new cross-shaped scars).

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[He...remembers her.

Though Lavi lingers for a moment in the doorway of a library she hasn't quite reached yet. He glances back into it for a moment, pondering hiding, but then his mind snaps back to Mugen and her arms. The crosses.

He steps out, clutching a book on dog training to his chest.]

Y-Yuu? [Alas, still jumpy.] Do y-you need help lo-looking for something?

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[Stops and turns towards him. Jumpy Lavi, jumpy Lavi--oh, right, she remembers him.]

I need to get to the East Wing.

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[Lavi nods a little, thinking of his own location and using that internal compass of his. Then he points down the way she's going.]

So-south fifteen i-intersections to your ri-right, then turn le-left there and ke-keep going. I-it's down there.

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[Takes a moment to decipher his stuttering.

Nods.] Right, thanks. [Turning to go that way then. Should get back to her room and go find Lavi and Alma.]

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[;A; He's sorry.

Lavi glances back into the library again and then takes a deep breath, following after her. He's done in there for the day anyway.]

Y-Yuu... Shouldn't you ge-get your arms cleaned u-up? [It'll make folks worried.]

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[A quick glance back to.] It's fine, I'll do it later. [What's a little of her blood on her arms, right.]

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Th-they don't hurt...? [It's worrying Lavi. It'll worry others. Probably.]

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Of course not. [Glances over him. Hell, he doesn't look behind the times like Lavi, anyway.] You don't recognize a Crystal type?

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[He's somewhere before Jordan. That's when things went to hell for him at home.

Flustered he looks away.] O-of course I do. It's ju-just... I didn't thi-think Yuu would dedicate herself t-to the war. [Not like that. Not with having hated it.]

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[She was always more just apathetic to it herself. But even if she didn't initially choose to he an Exorcist, it was her duty. It gave her purpose.

Although she's surprised to hear he didn't think she woukd--people tended to assume just the opposite, it seems (but they never really knew the whole story).] Why not?

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[His own seems to hate the war so much, even more so now with Allen gone. It's just seemed to make everyone in the Order at home lose their fighting spirit.]

Mine ne-never seemed to care fo-for it. He doesn't even like th-the mention of it.

[Oh look, he's losing his stutter when it's just one person he's with. Then again, Lavi has a lot of trust in Kandas to not hurt him.]

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[A shrug.] I'm not him. [Obviously.]

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I-I know... [Sheepish again] I'm still g-getting used to all the differences i-in worlds...

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[Hums in response. You get desensitized to (most) of it over time.

But she'd kind of in a hurry, so she turns her attention back to where she's going.]

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[Has she been counting her hallways? Lavi has.]

C-can I ask what happ-happened? [His Kanda doesn't tell him anything mostly out of fear of triggering a setback.]

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[She has--though not as attentively, so there's always room for error.] What happened?