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[memoryborn]

I hope this is clear enough: to people who know about him, don't harass Xemnas. We know what he's done, and while we know what he's like, it's a bit different here. Threatening him isn't going to help matters. We can keep watch until he actually does something, but don't aggravate him too much.

If anything, I'll try to handle him.

And to the person who sent him that threatening message: stop it. You're not helping.

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[dressofheaven]

Then you don't have anything to worry about, do you? As long as you keep yourself safe, I won't have to get involved.

[She'd be worried if you were an ancient Heroic Spirit with a dozen Noble Phantasms, okay?]

I just don't want you hurt, or taken from me.

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[memoryborn]

[ Her words surprise her slightly. She tilts her head up at Illya. ]

"Taken"? Of course I wouldn't. [ Pause. Well, Johto could always say otherwise, but. ] Unless you asked me to go, I wouldn't. Saber trusts me to keep you safe.

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[dressofheaven]

[She frowns just a bit at that.]

... I appreciate that, but is Saber's request your main reason for staying with me?

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[memoryborn]

[ Blinks. ]

No? I like traveling with you, but I can understand it when people just want to go on their own or be with other people.

[ Remember, Illya. It's that self-esteem. Or lack thereof. ]

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[dressofheaven]

You don't have to worry about that. I promise you, Xion, I've had quite enough of being alone already.

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[memoryborn]

[ She tilts her head at that. ]

What about Saber?

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[dressofheaven]

I meant back home, but... honestly, Saber and I have our problems too. We're just so different, her and I. It's not like me and you at all.

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[memoryborn]

Me and you...?

[ Sure, there were similar vibes, but. ]

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[dressofheaven]

I'm not saying we're exactly the same either, but I feel like... like I connect with you, in a way I haven't with her, or with anyone else, really. I'm not really sure how best to explain it.

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[memoryborn]

[ She's just looking up and staring at Illya for a few moments. A connection... It's the same for her, right down to not knowing what they're connecting on. Huh. ]

Yeah. It's the same for me, too. That's... a good thing?

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[dressofheaven]

Of course it is! How could it not be?

[Someone she actually feels she can connect to is a pretty amazing thing, even if she doesn't fully understand it. She hasn't had that since her mother left her.]

I guess it is a little confusing though, not really knowing why... I sometimes get this feeling that we're close to figuring it out, but I don't really know how to get all the way there. It's strange.

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[memoryborn]

[ She makes a noncommittal noise at that. Hmm. She's not sure if they should know at all, but her sense of curiosity could hardly be held back. Eventually...

Her gaze drops down to the cooling food. ]

Either way, thank you, Illya.

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[dressofheaven]

Hmmm? Thank me for what-

[Oh. Her eyes travel to the food and she giggles.]

Well, you're welcome. But eat it already, before it gets cold. It won't be nearly as good then.

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[memoryborn]

Right.

[ She puts down her Gear, picks up a fork and takes a bite.

Chew. Swallow. Huh. Well. It's edible.

And such is their afternoon. ]