| [the traveling theater troupe is in town! or at least, that's what the familiar colorful tent outside of victor's hollow appears to portend. walk closer, however, and it seems that everyone has gone elsewhere for the moment — everyone besides poor kit, that is, who is pacing outside the tent with some sort of script in hand, reading his lines to himself. he's like to attract hungry monsters at this rate.]
"Did you think to leave without so much as a word? ...You won't be coming back, will you? I know that look in your eyes..."
[strangely, he is speaking in a high falsetto, though he drops it as soon as he hears the sound of approaching footsteps, and notices his guest:]
...Hm? Ah, it's you! |
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