trans_9 | Teatime of the Soul

Clef had known that he would eventually feel better, but he hadn't been expecting it to be this sudden. He had woken up feeling as though he could breathe after more than a week of being mentally suffocated by his grief over the apparent destruction of his homeworld. It had colored his mood and interactions with others even when he hadn't particularly been thinking about it, making him come off a little crabbier than normal, and he didn't really like being that person. He didn't like being the kind of person, either, who could think only of his little planet when there was an entire universe in danger. At least now he could think of other things.

There was hope, too - suddenly the thought that the lost worlds could be restored didn't sound so hollow or far away, nor the idea that people from home might still be sleeping in the pods. Anything was possible, and it was worth helping to make sure it happened or that those people woke up. So that's why he was taking a walk in Hydroponics, thinking and making plans. It was quiet here, and the parts that were forest reminded him of the forests of Cephiro no more or less than any other group of trees should - enough to serve as a pleasant background to his thoughts, but not so much as to evoke nostalgia.

Did I mention it was quiet?

It was very quiet.

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Hydroponics. The word put Fuu in mind of blue light and laboratories where trees were grown from pools of water. There were those, yes, but this area reminded her more of the garden in Cephiro's last castle. She'd only seen it briefly, of course... it seemed that she had been whisked away just after the Rune Gods had called them again.

She'd been trying to settle in, as much as that was possible, but the crew quarters were both small and seemed to have breathing walls, the food was extremely minimalistic, and she hadn't found a comfortable adjustment to her plantsuit yet. None of these were major things, nothing that Fuu would ever complain about aloud. But they did serve to keep her feeling ill-at-ease.

Hydroponics was nice, though--somehow it felt soothing to see plants growing. She was thinking about sitting under a tree to peruse the omnicomm when she spotted a friend walking about. "Hello, Clef-san."

"Hello, Fuu." Somehow he wasn't too surprised to run into her. The chances of running into any one person on a ship this size - even someone you know - were very small, yet they kept bumping into each other by chance. They must have had more in common than he had realized.

"I see we had the same idea."

"Mm. I've read about hydroponics, so I wanted to see what this area was like. But this section is more like an arboretum than a laboratory." She smiled faintly. It had been coincidence to find Clef here as well, but she wasn't surprised. "It seems very nice here."

"That was what I had expected, as well." It was kind of a pleasant surprise, finding both a forest and Fuu.

"Perhaps I'll set up a tent and just live here."

"Really?" Fuu looked around again, remembering the 'tent' that Mokona had conjured for her, Hikaru, and Umi. "It would be much less strange than the crew quarters. What sort of tent do you think you'd have?"

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