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[disgracedprince]

Ah...help! {Xie Lian now resembles a merman. Or, rather, a Koi merman. He flaps uselessly in his garden and covers his face with his hands, his finned ears fluttering in embarrassment.}

I think...I need...a pool? A...um...bathtub? Something!

What happens if I dry out?

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[disgracedprince]

Oh yes! I remember her name now. Mm I like family like that. {The kind you choose; the kind that becomes dear because of their actions not because of blood.}

[roundandaround]

Yeah, she's the greatest ♪ Does that mean you have someone like that too?

[disgracedprince]

I have a few people like that in my life. Three of them are ghosts!

[roundandaround]

[Hina squeaks, landing on a log sticking out into the pond. She ponders this and bites a nearby flower's stem, then lets go with as much of a disappointed face as one can have without eyes.]

Like from home, because there are ghosts there? That sounds nice. I know you said it was lonely where you lived.