The Eternal Sanctum (Holy Knight Headquarters)

[Bloodedge]

Onward they went. Charlemagne had nothing more to say along the more serious topics previously discussed, and it seemed Sakura wouldn't bother addressing matters further either. He much preferred the idea of moving on with the given plan, first by getting what fresh air he could before finding rest. The next day would be a busy one. Ah, but first was the insistence of Sakura that she share her food of choice, as she offered and they were friends. Friends did share, yes; she wasn't wrong about that. "Of course friends share. That doesn't mean they take advantage of each other. Fine. If you insist," he said. Even an offer would be rejected at least initially, provided it seemed like a burden. Since Sakura was so insistent, however, he had little choice but to accept... if that became necessary.

What Charlemagne needed at this point, was a familiar bed. He didn't dawdle very much even while taking a more scenic route back, making his way into the room and casually discarding armor segments, shoes and tunic at the door. This life had become exhausting overnight, and it wasn't slowing the pace at all. The only thing he could feel comfortable doing was falling backwards onto a mattress and letting out all he could in one deep breath. At this point, he just wanted it all to be over. He was still holding the Holy Grail in one hand, staring into the empty chalice with only a desire to move forward two years. This would have been an excellent time to have Clairvoyance, he thought.

[Apollymi]

Friends shared but didn't take advantage. What counted as taking advantage? Well, Sakura was sure she'd figure it out eventually, if not through action then through lack of it. Perhaps she'd end up asking someone else, she was amassing quite a long list of questions for someone in the future. "Okay," she said seeming to have internalized something but she wasn't sure what. Charles seemed rather tired and would wind up back in his room stripping himself of armor and laying in bed which he basically collapsed into. She watched him do this wondering what he was thinking, still she was content to observe. She looked around the room and wondered if he only sat between the bed and the desk. It looked rather uncomfortable, there was a window and a tapestry with nothing beneath it and she began imagining something in her head. "Char-kun, can I make something in here?" she asked, wanting somewhere to sit which was more to her liking but deciding it would be better to ask to avoid overloading the lad in the way that his previous statement implied that he could be.

As one set of people settled into bed, the elafia Anais seemed to be reaching fever pitch. She'd sat around catching up with her friend for quite a while, and Yume to her credit claimed the girl's bed in a seemingly relaxed manner, but Anais had already begun pacing back and forth over and over again. It seemed that after the sun went down the girl had gained quite a bit of energy and Yume was watching her move back and forth across her room like a ping pong ball. "Mi-chan you still get the zoomies late night?" she asked the other girl as she relaxed. "I don't have the zoomies, I just..." she paused noting her movements and everything else she ran a hand through her hair. "I need to go on a walk, get some fresh air, think... I can't really sleep at night and being inside is making me antsy," she explained. "So yes, still zoomies."

[Bloodedge]

Once Charlemagne finally found his place in bed, his mind nearly blanked. A quick snap to reality occurred only when Sakura spoke, bringing attention to the fact that she hadn't made any immediate movements herself. How strange. Charlemagne had almost gotten adjusted to the girl being all but attached to him, yet there was no such reality now. Oh well. She wished to know if she could make something within his room. "Huh?" he said initially. Of course, he continued in the very next breath. "You can do whatever you want," was the conclusion. After seeing creation firsthand, Charlemagne was admittedly somewhat interested. What exactly did she wish to create in his room? Time would tell momentarily, so he wouldn't be closing his eyes just yet.

Meanwhile, someone like Anais seemed entirely incapable of closing her eyes. The elafia showed a certain hyperactivity common to her people, and apparently normal for her even before transition into this world. Yume wasn't the only one observing this burst of energy; Ailen was present in the room as well. As a brief exchange occurred between the girls, the elf loosed various buckles upon his ensemble. By the time Anais spoke of getting fresh air, Ailen was meandering around the room with only a pair of trousers to cover his flesh. "The elafia are a nocturnal people. If you already had the disposition for a life lived after dark, I imagine your case is even more astounding. Imagine becoming a vampire," he joked, seeming ready to discard his trousers as well. "A solid draught could do the trick, if you would prefer it to activity."

[Apollymi]

Sakura had done what she thought was the right thing in the situation and asked Charles about making something. Much to her thoughts about the situation he told her she cuold and she then turned and looked around the room. She took in the look and motif of various items and the colors within it. She imagined within her mind a very specific piece of furniture which would match the decor of his room but also give her somewhere very cozy to sit while the lad slept or rested for the night. She was oddly content to observe him and in the moment he was content to observe her. She stood thinking about it for a few moments and then it began, she created from her thoughts, a high backed throne like chair with woods and colors which blended with the room she was currently standing in. It was slightly dark but had a brighter red, upholstery and a great almost handcarved detailing about it. She looked around the space and at the thing after it was made, within a little corner which gave her a clear view of the bed and she sat within it being certain it was quite comfy. "There, I think that both fits and is what I was going for. Should I make any adjustments..." she asked. This was his space... he'd claimed she could do what she wanted, but she wanted him to be happy with the look of his space.

At the same time, Anais came to a halt of only because she was being spoken to, but those movements continued soon after, even as she watched her mentor begin stripping away his clothing. Anais looking at the man was noted by Yume who also looked at the elf and wondered how she'd ended up part of this, but being rather happy with the outcome here. "I don't want to think about being a vampire. I still like the sun a little..." she joked along. "Well, I just did most of my thinking and compo.... work at night before... I was always the last one to sleep," she admitted, pausing her thought in the middle. Meanwhile, Ailen offered a draught, so that the girl could calm down and probably sleep. "This world is doing weird things to me, do all the men here just strip at random. I feel like my expectations are being set rather high," Yume mentioned having met two of these people. She was still unabashedly staring, her friend had chosen quite the attractive man for herself. "It did weird things to me already," Anais claimed as she passed the girl and they high fived immediately, this was winning they were certain. "I should get some sleep, Charlie is such an active person... we're going to have to be up early for whatever he planned and training," she said knowing what she should do. "What were you thinking, Shishou?" she asked of the man. "I wonder if it's the cure for zoomies, also I'm being Mi-chan's little spoon, it is our most coveted position~" she teased gently while getting up and stretching knowing that there was a certain amount of sharing that was about to take place here. She was still watching as her friend couldn't calm down and knowing if left to her own devices she'd be a zombie by morning.

[Bloodedge]

As Charlemagne wondered what Sakura would be making, Sakura herself mulled over the creation. The male didn't have to wait very long to have his answer. Spawning from mana alone was a throne, which Sakura had previously been discussing the idea of within the Nexus. Much to her credit, it was a fascinating piece of furniture that surprisingly looked like it belonged instead of being some random thing thrown into the room. Even so, Sakura asked if she should make any adjustments. What could he even suggest? "Well it's not like I can say it needs improvement. I can't imagine it being any better than it is," he commented. Ah, but there was one other thing to address. "I guess that means you're not sleeping. Do you really plan on sitting in this room all night?"

Ailen disrobed, and Yume strangely commented on how freely he did so. That was strange; he figured Mugen would have her more well-adjusted than that. "I would not want to make you believe men of this world are just prone to taking their clothes off. Sleeping is a time of high mana flow, so being nude while sleeping with another is excellent for the passive exchange and acclimation of mana. As I intend to be in contact with someone, I will not have anything in the way of my output," the elf explained. "It also ensures that no additional steps need be taken if a more thorough transfer is desired. I have much knowledge to give, so I intend to do all things necessary for maximum efficiency. Does this offend you?"

With that said, Ailen's breeches were pulled down as well. Once again, the elf was standing around with his rod hanging loose as if nothing was amiss ─ as Anais was sure to be used to by now. Speaking of Anais, she brought into question his train of thought. A simple potion would possibly do the trick for her sleeplessness, but he knew not how intense her situation was. "Hmm. Perhaps an older, rudimentary sleeping potion? A terraria, three waterblooms and two lifeleaves should do well enough, while also ensuring a restful sleep due to the latter ingredient. For a quick craft, it would produce the closest effect to my chambers at home without wasting too much time or resources. It should produce enough for multiple people as well, if you are both so inclined."

[Apollymi]

Sakura finished her work and found herself looking at it and then him and the rest of the room. It seemed she'd done what she intended and actually made it fit into the décor of the room with relative ease. Charles apparently had no negative commentary to make about it, and as such she could only smile. She took a few steps towards that throne she'd created and sat within it, crossing her legs at the knee and looking over to Charles. "I could get up and go for a walk later, or I could join you while you sleep," she mused about her night. "I am not tired but I would prefer to remain within close proximity of you," she said thoughtfully. Sakura had been honest when she explained she didn't need to sleep very often. Besides the normal things, she was still considering an adjustment to her skills to create one which actually altered reality as a combat skill. That could take a little while to come up with.

Ailen was a very interesting elf. He claimed that sleeping was a time of high mana flow and as such he preferred nudity. He also claimed to have a lot of potential information to give and wanted to make himself completely available for that potential exchange. He didn't intend to give Yume false expectations but this was his general take on this. "That was all very logical..." said Yume, her eyes shifted to Anais who without words would only nod to affirm the girl's thought. "I'm not offended, actually you being so uniquely you is quite refreshing, carry on, Ailen-sama," she admitted. She was less than twenty-four hours in on a new life after all... an adjustment period was to be expected. "Also for the record I definitely know someone who will randomly throw all of his clothes off, even in public, even in the middle of the day. It is especially bad if he sees an attractive woman and is turned down... that's my warning to you. He's a good guy just a little..." Anais swirled a finger around her temple. Though she'd never been on the receiving end, she thought to relay that information to her friend.

As for the potion the man intended to give, Anais heard the list of ingredients and understood. "Yes, that seems like it would be fine. I'm just a bit antsy but if I could calm down I could easily go to sleep... probably especially true if I am being the middle of this sleep sandwich as implied by Kaguya-senpai's wishes..." Anais mentioned. "Yay, it's gonna be different though huh? You're actually big now... not just our little big spoon~" mentioned the teasing girl. "I'll take it too... " mentioned Yume who saw nothing wrong with sleeping potions given her own sleeping medications and the like. The world was such an interesting place. Given the decision, Anais decided to get ready for bed instead of anything else, while Yume watched the naked elf and her friend who was surprisingly comfortable in such a situation even as she'd begun talking off clothes herself. 'I guess all that exploring did quite good for her development,' she said a devious smirk. 'I wonder if her other habits still exist?' she found herself questioning. She supposed she'd find out in the morning.

[Bloodedge]

Sakura presented the idea of going for a walk or join his sleep throughout the night. In the meantime, she took a seat atop her newest creation. Charlemagne was still watching; the old man in the Nexus was right. Sakura had a small frame with a certain 'unreal' voluptuousness to it. There was an unearthly appeal to her sitting in a chair so large, and the moment her legs crossed, his eyes were drawn down her form. With a light pinkening of the cheeks occurring, he looked away rather quickly. "Well, good luck with that. It sounds like a boring time, but as long as you can keep yourself entertained, go for it," he said with eyes on the Holy Grail once more.

Meanwhile, Ailen wondered if he managed to put off a student somehow. No; apparently he hadn't. In fact, Yume expressed satisfaction at the thought of Ailen being so 'himself'. Something strange was added, though. "Sama? You are not some random subject in Munetsuchi; there's no need for such formality when addressing me. I'm just an alchemist," he insisted. Ailen then recovered the bag normally attached to his ensemble, removing from its extensive innards a single, almost dead-looking herb, three seafoam-colored flowers that seemed eternally moist, and two blades of a peculiar grass. "Sleep is a chapter three objective of the Alchemist's Path. You're familiar with these ingredients, yes? Perhaps you could tell me what we must do with them. Asakura-hime, would you care to participate as well? It is a rather intriguing process despite how simple it appears based on ingredients alone. Perhaps you'll take an interest in alchemical practices as well."

[Apollymi]

From her exact position Sakura could easily observe Charles, as such she saw the pinkening of his face as he watched her legs cross. Interesting, when she'd seen her sister sitting like this, she didn't know if she had an audience or not. Even so, it seemed to exact a pretty direct reaction from Charles. She didn't understand why this was, but understood what it was. Still the lad didn't truly comment upon it, she supposed this was more like him than most things. "I won't be bored, I have a bit of thinking and compartmentalizing to do. I also wish to think over my skills..." she mentioned as her hand rose and she found herself sitting in a position similar to her demon father her hand resting against the side of her face as if she was amused, and sitll she was rather unabashedly watching Charles. "I can amuse myself, there is no need to worry... Oyasuminasai, Char-kun~" she murmured to the lad.

Meanwhile Ailen showed a very interesting outlook, specifically taking issue with the form of address that Yume chose for him. She was one of his students though not his direct apprentice he somehow decided she didn't need to address him as formally as she chose to. Yume found herself looking at Anais who had removed her boots and was now stripping her hood and unlacing her corset. "Just an alchemist? Isn't that a bit... easy-going?" she asked. "Shishou is just like that... I had the same thought," mentioned Anais as she also seemed to be comfortable enough to strip down to just a pair of green lace panties. A smirk came to Yume's face as she heard the sentence spoken by Anais, it was very much like her friend to give such a reference to someone she liked, thinking of their relationship made her choice of address that much easier, but also dripped to an extreme of a different sort. "Suit yourself, though you should also loosen up on me a bit then, Ai-aniki..." Yume said having remained utterly relaxed throughout. "Still so extreme," murmured Anais. "No idea what you mean, Mi-chan~"

Moving on from the extremes of people like Yume there was the matter of the potion. Anais was familiar with the ingredients and as such found herself very staring at them for several seconds. how should that combination be handled? When asked if she would participate Yume stood between the pair of taller individuals and nodded. "I can catch on pretty quickly. I don't think this sort of thing is boring, it's just not my personal best subject~" she mentioned easily. In that time Anais looked at the ingredients and came to a conclusion, "A waterbloom and a life leaf, ground finely, add another waterbloom and the terraria, continue for course grind, and then the last waterbloom and the last life leaf, roughly ground..." she said recalling how the combination of items could be used to make a potion in a mortar without the need of additional liquid ingredients. "Yeah, that seems about right for making it a liquid while retaining the use of the other ingredients and allowing for it to have the effectiveness throughout," she said a hand under her chin seemingly in deep contemplation.

[Bloodedge]

According to Sakura, she had much to do that would keep her from boredom. He supposed she did previously express an intention to develop whatever Skill her father referenced, and there was probably a bit more to do as well. He couldn't hate the drive, the willingness to develop right away. In fact, there was nothing Charlemagne wished to do over leaving her to the work of it. "Right, you did say something about that. Good luck with that," he said in the end. With that, Charlemagne finally set the Holy Grail aside. His eyes closed, he breathed deeply, and he spoke some final words. "Mm. Oyasumi."

Just an alchemist. For the most part, that was how Ailen would forever identify himself. He was not some great king, some hero, or some legend. All he had ever been, was an alchemist. "It is only the truth. I've never strived to be anything more," he stated. If nothing else, it seemed Yume would honor his request at the cost of insisting he lose formality as well. Would he do so? Perhaps he had something worth producing. "Hmm. Very well. Asa-hime? Or perhaps something else. Hmm, something feels slightly wrong even shortening it. I dare not disregard the truth just to acknowledge friendlier terms. Perhaps I'll have to workshop something..." the elf rambled. Regardless of how he'd address Yume, the potion he intended to see made was something she intended to at least observe. What she had to say, however, was perhaps not as accurate as she believed. "You may be surprised. Given the rate of development I assume you'll be following, you should find alchemy quite easy. It does stem from ancient teachings, which you already show an affinity for. It may just take some time," he claimed.

Anais processed the method she believed would produce a decent sleep potion. Her method was spot-on, even featuring a few adjustments Ailen himself once made to the process. "Precisely! The waterbloom in the mixture must have three different textures. They are eternally moist, and thus require no liquid to create a drinkable potion. Adding the other ingredients one after another will blend them more efficiently into the waterbloom, which functions as our base in addition to the primary ingredient. It may be a bit thick as a mixture, but if that bothers either of you, it can be consumed as tea when heated to a more fluid state. Now, would either of you like the honors?" the tall male asked while producing a small mortar from that same bag.

[Apollymi]

As Sakura settled into her night, Charles finally released his grip on his Holy Grail. He wished her luck and tried to drift off to sleep. As such Sakura watched him while thinking about things, and as such her day would continue for the next few hours. While that occurred Yume and Anais were busy learning in a more direct way from Ailen though not without Yume being her usual invasive self. It seemed that Ailen didn't have an immediate alteration to her name that he liked. What an oddly familiar situation to go through... "Deja vu," murmured Yume as she looked at Anais. "Now that you mention it... we did have a similar conversation," Anais admitted. She'd had a very hard time figuring out what to call one of the older girls in their friend group given how outstanding she always seemed to be. And settled on senpai as a matter of familiarity. "You should tink of one too, if you're going to be calling me by my new name as well," she offered the girl. "And you're senpai now so you should scrap that too..." she said further imposing herself upon the group, rather her desire was to be accepted and not placed on unnecessary platforms, in this group it was her desire. "Now you're just being difficult..." Anais claimed. "Not at all, you're out here calling people things like Livy, Ivy, Charlie and Rey..." she pointed out the girl's affectionate ways of referring to her new friends. "Still pushy but fine, give me a minute," Anais's most pushy former friend was breaking through barriers in her psyche and she'd not even been here for a day.

Moving on from that it seemed that Ailen though that Yume might have an easy time figuring out alchemy. She didn't necessary doubt it, but she had a different kind of talent to most people regardless. As such when asked, she volunteered, "I'll do it. Mi-chan did you mean those terms like cooking ones?" she asked of her particular instructions. "Hai..." Anais mentioned knowing the girl would want the attempt. Kaguya had always been the type to try things in a more hands on fashion, one might call her impulsive, but as she generally had a lot of skill and luck someone like Anais would be more inclined to call her a 'natural genius'. Given the produced ingredients and Anais's instructions she could easily follow along with the stated recipe without too much problem, even without knowing the full specifics of the information. One really wet flower and one life leaf went into the mortar to be ground until it was quite fine, strangely done with the girl's left hand. This would be followed by another bloom and the terraria, done with her right for course texture. And then the final waterbloom and the final life leaf... crushed only with enough force to break them up. It seemed that the mixture was one which was completed just by the mixing which made this particular potion more like mixing up cake batter. After she was done she looked at something roughly the consistency of thick gravy... "Like this?" she asked.

[Bloodedge]

Apparently, the issue Ailen was having happened to be familiar to the black-haired girl. Context clues implied that Anais had been the previous one to go through such a thing, not to Ailen's surprise at all. If anyone should have gone through a similar thing, she was that one. Their likeness thus far had been strong enough for that to be obvious. "Of course. I should have expected as much. At any rate, I may keep that one until something better comes up. Apart from your similarities to Tohsaka-san, I know very little about you. It may appear in the spur of a moment," he presumed.

Yume was the one who expressed a desire to craft their potion. She wanted the firsthand experience, did she? "As you like," said Ailen. He then observed as Yume went about mixing the ingredients into the mortar. Strange was her method, but it seemed to be working marvelously nonetheless. Ailen watched with growing intensity while she worked the pestle around, her hands switching between one addition and another. By the time she questioned her success, Ailen was leaned over the girl's shoulder, a hand upon his chin and a quizzical expression upon his face. "Goodness. That's a rather unorthodox way of doing it. One would normally keep one consistent motion with the pestle, adding the waterblooms at specific intervals to accomplish the varied textures. Your method of using different hands to grind at different intensities seems to have bypassed the normal care required when blending it all together. If this isn't your 'best subject' as you say, I'm excited to see what you'll do better. I haven't even taught you anything yet," he babbled.

[Apollymi]

The likeness between Ailen and Anais was uncanny and odd. This was especially odd for Yume to realize as she didn't know the girl's full habits in this world, but knew this elf was her match in oddity and seeming familiarity. Maybe Anais had managed the unicorn way, and found a man who matched her wavelength. It was an interesting thought, and it seemed that Ailen would be keeping his current name for her and she could only chuckle. "Hai hai, get to know me a bit and let me know what you come up with~" she mused in her usual tone. "And you?" she asked of Anais. "Yuyu... yes that one works I think..." she said. Anais was quiet as she spent a while thinking of a nickname for the girl that was properly affectionate but also fit her current motif. "Yeah... I like that, a lot actually. It's nice to feel included~" Yume mused. She didn't know when she became attached to affectionate references, but she quite liked it in the cases of her friends and Mugen for obvious reasons.

Moving on from that, there was her actual potion making. She'd taken it just to see if she could, and with the explanation of it given by Anais she didn't think she'd do badly. Strangely, Ailen was looking over her shoulder seeming to assess her work. When she asked he claimed that her method was unorthodox. He explained what orthodoxy would have entailed and she decided it wasn't really her style so long as her outcome was what she wished it to be. "Unorthodox is my signature. I figured I could do it, thanks for letting me try! I'll do my best to show you about my best subjects~" she mentioned seemingly quite proud of herself. "I also knew you could do it. I was curious about your chosen method but I've never seen you fail at anything you try... congrats," she offered her friend with a gentle hand against her back. "Yosh! Now, how are we divvying this up, because I don't think I'm okay with the texture, and warm bellies are good for sleeping~" she added. Whatever was chosen she could easily use her own magic to heat up this drink to an appropriate temperature.

[Bloodedge]

"That is the plan," Ailen said, agreeing to properly know the student of Mugen before making any name-based decisions regarding her. There was a chance of that occurring whenever it was his time to teach her, which would be... some time after Solomon, whenever that happened. He wasn't very worried about the timing at all; he had an apprentice of his own to stay focused on.

Moving on without much thought dedicated to Yume's form of address, Ailen concerned himself with her unusual method of potion mixing. The human mind was such an interesting thing, always producing these unexpected solutions that may have been considered foolish wastes of an attempt by most others. Ailen, however, did not see this as such. By putting faith in herself, Yume managed to remove the margin of error entirely. Dealing with percentages in the mixing process proved annoying for many young alchemists. As for the offer to show her better subjects, Ailen had admittedly gone a bit native. Had he heard something of the sort from Anais under the right circumstances, he would have made a few assumptions... but he didn't have such an understanding of this girl. "Hmm. Was that a legitimate claim? I may have gone mad of late, but it sounded more like a flirt than an academic offering," he mumbled. Whatever the case, Yume wondered what would be done with the potion to divide it amongst them. Her claim of disliking the texture was... strange. "Is that so? As Tohsaka-san's apprentice, I figured that would be the sort of texture you enjoyed by now. Though maybe it is a little thicker than one would expect of that. Ah well. As I said, it can be drank as tea. Preparation is much the same, or... perhaps more like melting wax. I have no need of this decoction, so the two of you may approach it however you wish."

[Apollymi]

An agreement was reached and Ailen and Yume would be getting to know each other for a while yet. It was nice for Anais to see considering this pair was past and present among her more favored individuals. Moving on from that, the elf questioned whether or not the girl's claim of showing him her better subjects was legitimate. He'd apparently gone a bit mad and might have taken her statement as a flirt rather than a legitimate academic offering. A wide grin spread across Yume's face, "All that exploring~" she mentioned seeming to have been in good fun. "In truth, it was probably both... I've noticed since I've changed most things I say sound flirty, but I assume that is because of the conditions that began this new life of mine~" she said seeming to have come to a rather close conclusion. Whatever the case, she didn't mind her current activity. She'd already accepted the truth of this new life of hers, and as such she wouldn't be too hung up on the details.

Moving on, it seemed that the brew created by the lass would be shared by the pair of girls instead of the elf himself. "Hai hai, come on, Mi-chan time to pull something magical out of that bag of yours..." she claimed. "Well, it isn't really magical but I do have that covered," mentioned Anais, who stepped away to reach into her own magic bag and pulled out a small kettle and a pair of matching clay tea cups, which were actually created by the lass herself. She had a total set of 13 for the peers but just two and the pot would be used now. Two portions would be poured into the tea pot from the mortar by Yume who would then pick said teapot up in her hand and hold it there with the tiniest of flames appearing in her palm. A gentle warming would take place and in about thirty or so seconds a gentle bit of steam had begun rising. "That's more than a fair bit of mana control too," Anais nodded her understanding. Her friend had really gone full mage. "Odd, I would have expected a comparison to butter or something else edible, but alright. Says you who managed to handicrafts in the magical world~" she mentioned noting the nature of the set. "Eh, well, I had to do something with access to a forge as an armorer's squire, and pottery was a nice tactile exercise," mentioned Anais who liked the craft because it was hands on. And then tea was poured into two cups one of which bore an image of a little stag and the other a flame like filigree. The flame one was handed to Yume when it was finished and Anais obviously took the one which looked as if it belonged to her. The girls then went about smelling said drinks and taking their first sips and something about the drink felt oddly familiar but also very different. Like magical chamomile and spearmint... was this sleep potion, sleepytime tea? Well it was probably fine that it didn't taste horrid, given they were supposed to sleep after drinking it.

[Bloodedge]

Something both serious and flirty had left the mouth of Yume. With that being the case, she was sure to fit in with any of Munetsuchi's high-standing members. Ah, but there was something else interesting noted by the lass. She claimed to be this way since taking a new form. There were so little references for how her ilk were changed by transferring to this world, but there was now an obvious similarity to something known on this side. "I see. So it is very similar in concept to standard reincarnation, which can alter the personality much like a clone given different perspective on similar life experiences. Interesting. I've never had the chance to look into that sort of thing. Of course, we never had many residents of Munetsuchi who came from the other world. This changes things quite a bit," he chattered, seeming to have fallen right into another tangent of self-discussion.

The rambling of Ailen continued even while Anais and Yume went about preparations to drink the latter's first decoction. He would eventually be mumbling incoherencies yet again while taking a seat on the bed. The elf's right leg crossed over his left. He seemed rather relaxed for a man sitting in his birthday suit, in the random bedroom of an unfamiliar location to boot. Where had his mind gone by this time? Well, there had been quite a leap. "Some of those blades may have been even more useful. Yes, that would make it possible. Additional study may be something I have to focus on, even more so than I initially thought."