> "Very well."> Curtsey to Ichirin.> "Until we meet again, one thousand years ago."
Well, this game happened.
> Beckon to Alice and Flan.> "Let us depart."> Head back out of the Temple.
> "All right, let us see what can be done with the chariot. Apex and Seiga can be addressed after Enkyo and Haihan."> Take flight and head toward Mitsu's place.
> "Ah, there she is."> Head directly toward Mitsu, landing a few yards away if she continues to not notice us.
> "Hello again, Mitsu."
> Frown a bit.> "My apologies. I did not want to distract from what looks to be important."
> "If possible. There may be some space concerns this time, though."
> Look to Alice.> "Perhaps."> Look back to Mitsu. What's her body shape like?> "Can I assume it is impossible to put two people in your seat, as was done yesterday with mine?"
> "Well, presumably, you would be sitting on someone else, so you could still see and reach whatever you need to. But if it is still impossible given that, then I suppose it is what it is."
> "Mmm, unfortunate."> Gesture to Flan.> "In that case, do you suppose there is at least enough room for the Young Mistress's parasol if it is left open?"
>"To shelter her from the sun."
> Look to Flan with an unsure expression.
>"Can't you put some cover on top of our part of the canopy ?
> Exchange glances with Flan.