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[chansondeleau]

[Demyx is sitting in the Traverse Hotel lobby with his belongings and looking miserable. Genuinely miserable. He stopped by the Old Man's place on the way to the hotel, the guy who took him in when Demyx came out of the Mist.

He's gone. Likely dead, according to a passerby]

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[sirenspell]

[Oh hey, look. It's Demyx. Looking...completely depressed. Esme would have run over to him even if he hadn't looked so mopey, but she certainly has to now. Having no idea how grave this really is, she gives him a playful little shoulder punch.]

I know this move was all very sudden, but try to contain your excitement.

[chansondeleau]

[Demyx glances at Esme, slightly embarrassed. He remembers the Mist incident.]

Hey.

[sirenspell]

[No need to be embarrassed! What are friends for? She smiles.]

Hey.

[She sits down next to him without waiting for an invitation.]

Is this hotel really that terrible, or is there another reason you're camping out here in the lobby?

[chansondeleau]

It's not that.

[he sighs. He hates talking about 'emotions', but...Esmeralda's cool. He likes her]

I stayed in town after I got outta the Mist with an old man. No one knows where he is now.

[shysupersister]

[...She... hasn't exactly spoken to him since the Mist, but better do a quick check-up now.

Violet plops down next to him.]

So...

The school's never boring, is it? [Have an awkward grin, Demyx.]

[chansondeleau]

Nope.

[Glum, glum, glum. Demyx recognizes this girl as one of the people he thought was a hallucination during the Mist, and he glances over at her. He's not in the mood to even attempt a smile, so he's pretty emotionless right now]

[shysupersister]

[Operation "share a smile" has failed. Still, she's going to try and remain chipper.]

Well... at least you're not freaking out any more?

[chansondeleau]

[Demyx pauses to think about that. She's got a point...but still. Gluuuuuuuuuum]

Yeah, I guess.