[ She's got quite a memory for places, herself; the problem here is that she's not only been unable to see anything as it truly is for quite some time, she's also in a part of the city she has yet to familiarize herself with. Luck really wasn't on her side - but then again, Naoto seems as though she would make a worthy ally in this endeavor, so perhaps Naminé's more fortunate than she thought. ]
That's true. [ Is her quiet, placid response to what she assumes to be a rhetorical question. At the observation, however, she automatically turns to consider the nearest building, brows raising. Funny-- ] I hadn't noticed...! [ But it's true, isn't it? Everything's still more or less the same shape. Small mercies, and all that. (Really, she ought to explore her powers more completely. As much as she hates the idea of using them for ill, it's beginning to seem more and more irresponsible not to truly know what she can do.) ]
[ As she turns back at the next words, her lips are already poised for protest - or at least explanation as to why the park would be a bad choice. Beaten to the punch, she seals her lips again, offering the smallest of nods. ] I would. It's... for the best.
[ Hands folding together, she frowns thoughtfully. ]
It needs to be somewhere other people wouldn't think to go. Somewhere out of the way. [ Of course, the only thing that comes to mind when she thinks of quiet and solitude is-- ] Do you know if the library is safe?
[ Because she's heard some bad stuff about that place acting up in the past, but the past is the past and desperate times call for desperate measures. ]
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[ She's got quite a memory for places, herself; the problem here is that she's not only been unable to see anything as it truly is for quite some time, she's also in a part of the city she has yet to familiarize herself with. Luck really wasn't on her side - but then again, Naoto seems as though she would make a worthy ally in this endeavor, so perhaps Naminé's more fortunate than she thought. ]
That's true. [ Is her quiet, placid response to what she assumes to be a rhetorical question. At the observation, however, she automatically turns to consider the nearest building, brows raising. Funny-- ] I hadn't noticed...! [ But it's true, isn't it? Everything's still more or less the same shape. Small mercies, and all that. (Really, she ought to explore her powers more completely. As much as she hates the idea of using them for ill, it's beginning to seem more and more irresponsible not to truly know what she can do.) ]
[ As she turns back at the next words, her lips are already poised for protest - or at least explanation as to why the park would be a bad choice. Beaten to the punch, she seals her lips again, offering the smallest of nods. ] I would. It's... for the best.
[ Hands folding together, she frowns thoughtfully. ]
It needs to be somewhere other people wouldn't think to go. Somewhere out of the way. [ Of course, the only thing that comes to mind when she thinks of quiet and solitude is-- ] Do you know if the library is safe?
[ Because she's heard some bad stuff about that place acting up in the past, but the past is the past and desperate times call for desperate measures. ]