[Xion is in her room, the
shelf behind her visible. The number of items on it have at least doubled since the last time it was seen publicly. Among the new ones are a green pastel crayon, several different shapes of seashells, a tiny katana the size of a letter opener, and some other miscellany. Xion herself looks thoughtful, for those who can see
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My favorite's lemon, and strawberry. But I like most kinds.
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[finally, they can talk without something weird happening.]
Oh, lemon! I don't have that yet. [she writes it down.]
I'm okay. A lot of people...went home. But I'll remember them.
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[She tilts her head, and decides to change the subject.] Say, do you need help with making all that ice cream?
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Well--if you want. I mean, I could definitely use help. And I'm not sure where to get some of the ingredients.
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I'd be happy to help! Say, if nothing weird happens for a while, we should play another game. There's basketball, but I've got a lot of other stuff now.
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Okay! The weird stuff isn't...bad...it's just--...hmm. [she fidgets.] Is it just this place? Or did it happen to you at home?
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