No, I can't deny that. These things do ingrain themselves in you, until sometimes they can't be unraveled back to the thread where they started. [Furina's expression grows a little waner, her eyes catching a few of the dishes passing by and focusing on the movement of the belt, ever revolving, the same things coming back around.
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It sounds like all of your exhaustive efforts paid off in the end if you were able to obtain something as groundbreaking as an Equie!
[That actually makes him laugh. He can only iagine how pleased Esquie would've been to hear someone call him ground-breaking.]
Esquie's not a what, but a who. He was one of my best friends back home — powerful, but kind. And big. We could all ride atop him as he ran, swam, or even flew across all manner of terrain.
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Sometimes, the actor fades into the role.]
It sounds like all of your exhaustive efforts paid off in the end if you were able to obtain something as groundbreaking as an Equie!
Er... What's an Esquie?
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Esquie's not a what, but a who. He was one of my best friends back home — powerful, but kind. And big. We could all ride atop him as he ran, swam, or even flew across all manner of terrain.
I think you'd have liked him.