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[color=slateblue]"I see... I-I'm sorry, I understand how hard a reputation can be to uphold."[/color]

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand he wasn't listening. Great! Her self-esteem is really falling behind today...

Grian leads the way through the streets, silent, and Emile tags along behind her teddy like a scared puppy. It was an interesting scene, seeing a noble-looking woman practically clinging to the giant wolf-man for protection against the night. A head-scratcher, perhaps, for anyone who was passing by. 

The two press forward through the streets, until Grian suddenly speaks up, his voice scaring the daylights out of her after an hour of [i]incredibly[/i] awkward silence. She even lets a quiet yelp escape into the night, before holding a hand to her mouth and bowing in silent apology. Her back straightens quick, however, to reply. [color=slateblue]"You have the stamina of a wolf... Haaaaah... I am in serious need of fitness training...[/color] She yawns tiredly, almost barely conscious at this point, but still walking.

Way past her bedtime. 

Some thirty minutes pass, and Emile still manages to keep up with Grian, though shows signs of passing out. Whatever has her so tired is questionable, however it appears she finds it hard to even keep up with Grian sometimes, almost hitting a pole. Several times. When he mentions rest, she wastes no time in slumping on the bench, not even trying to keep awake at this point. [color=slateblue]"More... walking...?"[/color] Her childish groans of discomfort are clearly audible in her tone as she struggles to keep her eyes open. [color=slateblue]"I have no... idea... In fact, I barely remember anything... beyond this morning, hehe...!"[/color] Too tired to be depressed over amnesia, curiosity takes it place as she pieces together her past. [color=slateblue]"I know certain things, but they're very vague... Fwhoo...! My clearest memories involve everything today: waking up in a field, then running into the city and crying. The fight, me running, the mysterious fire, and us walking. Ohh how I'll remember the walking..."[/color] A pause, her gaze aiming towards the stars, as she looks almost about to cry out with her tiring eyes. [color=slateblue]"I know it might not be very believable, but... I honestly can't remember anything... But I want to, and I want to go home..."[/color]

The amnesiac noble sighs, before a smile forms on her face, the bags clearly defined beneath her eyes. [color=slateblue]"But until then, I'll crash at your place like a sleepover, 'kay?"[/color]