>"I suppose you don't want to tell me what was so worrying that it made you stop in the process of fulfilling a simple request for me?"
>"I won't get mad, even if you tell me I'm the worst person in Gensokyo."
>"Not quite at the moment. Hm, are you saying your workload is too much?"
>Nod for her to continue.
>"You were implying something. It's fine to go on, I won't get mad. After all, if you don't speak your heart, I can't change anything, can I?
>We'll let her have the topic change for now.>"We're going to see if Marisa has made any progress, and then see if we can find more mushrooms."
>"Once Marisa gets it all worked out, yes."
>Let's go, then.
>Presumably arrival happens?
>Kneel, and gently rap on her door.
>Chuckle. "Perhaps. Oh, before I forget.">Give Marisa the remaining money.
>Smirk back.>"Quite the success. And your experiments with Patchouli?"
>"Oh, did something happen?"
>Chuckle. "We had a lovely dinner, spent some time exploring the market. Managed to break even against a grifter. We had some...time together afterward, I'll say. So, how did the mushrooms affect Patchouli? Was the effect as I predicted?"
>"Until you get your own, at least."
