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[Adragis]

((and then Mio was straight))

[TCM]

At the smell of food, Aesford rouses himself out of his room and into the kitchen.
"Something smells good! What's on the menu lil' mama?" Aesford directs this question at Sandra, grabbing a plate.

[SOLDIER First]

((y wuld she b))

[Adragis]

((y wuld she b))

((personal preference?  Individuality?))

Sandra halts, and turns to Aesford with an almost comical look of puzzlement.

[SOLDIER First]

((individuality is for mortals))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

_{"So....you're in love with me."}
Penelope walks in behind Aesford. Aesford being huge, even the six-foot tall Penelope is dwarfed.
"Whoa, what's that-aaand I can't see anything."

[SOLDIER First]

She nods slowly, face still covered.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Mio pauses, taking a bit to process what Eirika said.

[SOLDIER First]

Didn't say, in this case.

[TCM]

Aesford tilts his head down and petulantly grins at Sandra. "You cookin'?"

He hears Penelope clambering behind him, and so turns to face her. "You don't know who I am either? Sheeeet, this multi-verse thing is truly humbling. I am Aesford Girshmann, #1 Cornerback in every dimension. And you?"

((Aesford is taller than Penelope, but not by more than half a foot. Lynch is the huge one.))

[Adragis]

She nods, frozen.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Penelope slowly extends her hand.
"Penelope Alexander, writer for the City Tribune newspaper. Pleasure to meet you."

[SOLDIER First]

Eirika remains silent.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"So....Eirika...."

[SOLDIER First]

She inhales deeply.
"Yes..?"