[ she's at the train station because she didn't think anyone else would be out tonight - her weapon and the two drones usually attached to her back are nowhere in sight, which speaks to how alone she expected to be. When she sees another figure, she's quite surprised. ]
Oh! You're... [ uh. she didn't get his name, actually. oops. ] I didn't think anyone else would still be out. I hope I'm not interrupting anything.
[ the nice young lady from earlier.. xie lian bows his head, politely. ] Xie Lian.
[ he's on his knees outside of the train station, where it seems that he's carefully picking up some of the glass shards from the second (?) broken window. even if it cleans itself, he still made this mess... and after all of that, he needs something to do with his hands. ] You aren't, don't worry. I hope I'm not interrupting you, miss.
Xie Lian. I'm Fiora. And you aren't, don't worry. I just needed some fresh air after all that. [ a beat. ] ... Are you cleaning up the windows? That's nice of you.
It's a pleasure, Miss Fiora, though I wish the circumstances were better.
[ politely! he bows his head in greeting.
...and at her question, he laughs, looking up at the one he's currently working on: notably not the window that virid most likely threw a rock through. ] ....well, I broke this one, so... I try my best to clean up messes, when I make them.
[ he laughs, waving a hand. ] I won't mind the help, but if you'd like to, I can't complain.
I came back here towards the end with San Lang, because I had some questions about the glass shard that we found. I wanted to see if this was where it came from - and I also wanted to see if the window was only shattered by a rock, or if something with more force would be necessary, as if someone could've jumped through it.
[ he looks down, gesturing towards one of the rocks from the gift bags that's sitting near him. ] So, I threw this rock through this window to have something to compare it to.
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Oh! You're... [ uh. she didn't get his name, actually. oops. ] I didn't think anyone else would still be out. I hope I'm not interrupting anything.
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[ the nice young lady from earlier.. xie lian bows his head, politely. ] Xie Lian.
[ he's on his knees outside of the train station, where it seems that he's carefully picking up some of the glass shards from the second (?) broken window. even if it cleans itself, he still made this mess... and after all of that, he needs something to do with his hands. ] You aren't, don't worry. I hope I'm not interrupting you, miss.
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Xie Lian. I'm Fiora. And you aren't, don't worry. I just needed some fresh air after all that. [ a beat. ] ... Are you cleaning up the windows? That's nice of you.
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[ politely! he bows his head in greeting.
...and at her question, he laughs, looking up at the one he's currently working on: notably not the window that virid most likely threw a rock through. ] ....well, I broke this one, so... I try my best to clean up messes, when I make them.
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[ it's considerably less dangerous for her... she walks over, iron heels clicking. ]
How'd you break it, though?
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I came back here towards the end with San Lang, because I had some questions about the glass shard that we found. I wanted to see if this was where it came from - and I also wanted to see if the window was only shattered by a rock, or if something with more force would be necessary, as if someone could've jumped through it.
[ he looks down, gesturing towards one of the rocks from the gift bags that's sitting near him. ] So, I threw this rock through this window to have something to compare it to.
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I'm guessing you got your answer.
[ her voice is a little wry. considering the big mess... ]
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[ he's quiet, for a moment after that, pausing as he reaches for a shard of glass. ] ...I did.
Unfortunately, it was an answer that only led to more questions, in the end.
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We really didn't solve much of anything, when I think about it. Like how this window got broken from the inside, or why Rufus got all cut up.
[ a shake of her head. ]
I'm not really cut out for detective work.
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I'm not either, Miss Fiora. I've helped to solve many problems in my life, but... none quite like this.
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[ she says wryly. ]
Are you holding up all right?