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[For once, this hermit isn't selling weird things for his lemonade stand. Somewhere in the quieter places of the dressingroom, where the possibility of population is hopefully zero, there's a Colonel. He was sitting in the middle of the field, staring out to space. It seems he has no interests in anything, but the area before him.

Actually, he was staring at the rows of pumpkins in the field. And maybe a crow or two.]

Hopefully, this spot is more quieter and peaceful. Everywhere else is just noisey.

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I'm sure. It's a little unsettling to suddenly find yourself in another dimension...

Ah, I would like some, actually. I'm sure they'll taste great.

Try looking at two Jades in one dimension.

[He finally found one pumpkin he likes that is just the perfect size.]

Well, then follow me.

[And his pet crows will be following him too.]

You're the second Colonel I've seen, actually. It really is pretty strange!

[And she'll be falling into step quite easily beside him. Trying not to wonder about those crows, either.]

Really? I wonder if we're any different...

[Don't mind the birds, they're just flying towards Jade's house.]

A little. You're very pleasant. [She smiles. She likes you a lot already. Except it's kind of creepy the way he smiles. But he doesn't need to know that.]

Me pleasant? Oh, I was hoping for the opposite and aiming for being dreadful.

Perhaps I have truly gone senile.

[She laughs at that - clear and honestly amused.]

You always say something like that, Colonel. But I've found that you're always pleasant, deep down. Even the one in my Auldrant. You're just - especially so.

Although senility can't be a far-off guess, I suppose~

[He looks really amused.]

So, I take it that you're the Fon Master now back in Auldrant? I am from your past.

Most people here are from "the past". I'm meeting up with people much younger-looking than I remember them to be - it's been quite an experience.

But yeah, I'm the Fon Master now. Well, I haven't been for very long - it'll only be a year soon, actually.

I see. Reforming the Order is quite a task. Is there is still some people who follow the Score?

A lot. [She sighs] Mostly the conservative faction. It isn't easy, but I guess I was expecting it. These people have lived with the Score their whole lives. I just wish they'd listen, though...

My, my, and that makes you more prone to migraines.

I'll make you lunch. My treat. ♥

Ah - wh-what? Colonel, there's no need-...

Oh? Maybe I should eat by myself...[Makes a pretend sadface.]

[... She rolls her eyes with a grin. Well, if you're going to be like that...]

...- But I suppose I can take you up on that offer. It's been quite a while since we've had any meal together, after all.

There's lot of work to do in your world after all.

[And his house is in sight.]

Yeah. Which is what makes being stuck here so frustrating.

[He walks up his steps and kicks the door with his toe. It's not locked, but he figures he got nothing of value for anyone to steal.]

You can sit in the living room and read some of my books.

Don't you want any help, Colonel? It's been some time since I've had the chance to work in the kitchen, but I promise I won't set anything on fire~ ♥

Ah, you know what? You're right. Come on, and join me right here.

[He's in the kitchen now, remove his gloves, his jacket, until his he's down to his black coat. He puts a dark blue apron over his clothes, then washed his hands and get to work.]

[She removes her white vestment herself, and ties her hair back. But as she washes her hands, she realizes she doesn't have an apron - oh dear. Ah well, we'll make do!]

So - how can I assist you today, Colonel~?

Ah, assistance? Let see.

Make whatever you want here. Surprise me. I got everything here that is enough to feed an army.

[And she immediately sets to work. Well, if they're having pie, maybe she can make some biscuits?]

Why do you even have this much food here, Colonel? ... Are you living with someone else?

I lived alone here for a very long time. I read every book there is and I got bored. I tried looking for an exit to return home to no avail.

[Ah, blissful work that doesn't have anything to do with paperwork and legal matters.]

Since there's a lot of children here, I decided to learn how to cook to pass the time. I even thought of an idea to open up a restaurant soon.

So there really is no way home, is there...? Or, it just hasn't been found, yet.

And - that's surprisingly nice of you, Colonel. Since when have you been so good with children?