"Being me", huh... [ The soft, melancholic words that slip from Inaba's lips cause her gaze to drop somewhat. While she is rather realistic - so she likes to think - she honestly doesn't think that being the voice of reason is enough. Not when things don't seem to end up going her way most of the time.

She knows that all too well. ]

Hah. Damn. [ She cranes her neck back a little, staring at the sky a little wistfully. ] I didn't think I'd be getting advice about being myself. Makes me feel like I'm Iori, now with all the masks and shit. I don't know, though. It's just that. . . when it comes to being good at things, there's always someone better, here. I used to think that I'm pretty decent at computers for someone my age.

But here, everything just blows out of the water. With all these hackers and people who can use magic? It's amazing. I'm not saying this in a bad way, though. I get to learn from so many people. I get to improve myself as a person. And I know that others are in pain too -- but most of them have friends here. They have family here. And most of them that don't? They get them, soon enough. If anything, I'm jealous of those people.

I won't lie -- I don't think I'm entirely unreliable. I've helped others out, back home. And I can listen to people's problems just fine. It's just when it comes to me. . . everything just messes itself up.

But that's enough about me. [ End of topic. ] Did you find anything during your travels?

[ Basically, now is time to be a little more serious and talk about the present problems. Besides, well, Inaba being tired as heck. ]