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Should just turn around. Yup, no point in doing this really. Things happen and well...that is that. Uh huh, rest is needed, rest is what everyone needs, it's been a long day for everyone.

Despite the thoughts running repeatedly through her head, Charlotte had decided to go pay a visit to Syrus and Xerox at the infirmary. It wasn't like she had anything better to do rather than sit in her room pouring over her books. Well, that was what she wanted to do. But it wasn't right. Actually, she didn't much feel like being alone in all honesty. The girl had actually gone out to look for Instructor Duncan, but it seemed he had been with Corvo when she went to look for him. It wasn't until she had sat down on a bench and saw Rue that she thought of Xerox. Both he and Syrus had gotten shipped to the Infirmary, so why not pay a visit? She wasn't that distant from people. Well, yes she was...but it was too late to turn back as she would enter. She couldn't remember if visiting hours were up or not, but if she was denied then she could always just...come back.

Taking in a deep breath, Charlotte walked into the infirmary rather up tightly, clutching a pair of roses. She was definitely not used to visiting people. But when they got sick, people brought flowers right? To her surprise, Dr. Kadowaki wasn't around. Perhaps she was checking up on them? She would go to the first room, expecting to see Syrus, though his bed was empty. Was he well enough to be moving around already? She wasn't entirely sure, though maybe it wasn't out of character for him to be wandering around anyway. Instead she would leave and go to the next room, where she would see Xerox. He would say something about Dr. Kadowaki as well, though this time she was present here.

"Forgive my intrusion." She would say with a small frown. "I wanted to see if Xerox was doing better."
Grant would nod in understanding, though truth be told, he knew he was about to experience Nadeline's wrath as soon as the two were alone together. He was to blame too, of course, and being Nadeline's uncle meant that he was going to get Wesley's punishment thrice-fold. He was definitely not looking forward to it. He would scratch his chin lightly, though he did remember something else. "That reminds me, whatever happened to getting the ring in Balfonheim?" He asked, noticing the absence of Nadeline's finger. "Did something happen to it?"
To say she wasn't surprised was an understatement. Nadeline had a feeling that it had been incomplete for some reason, though she couldn't fathom why. Of course as an emotional person Jaakuna would find it rather difficult to detach himself from his bonds. Heck, it was a difficult task for most people in general. Still, she found herself slightly disappointed, she found it fascinating and would have loved to discuss what had happened exactly with Jaakuna. Alas, it was not meant to be, it seemed. Still, perhaps even if it hadn't been completed, there may have been some use to it after all.

"Well, alright then. I'm off to prepare myself, the Pharos was quite a trip and I need to resupply." Nadeline would excuse herself, heading for the Supply Room.

Grant watched her leave, and as soon as she was out of earshot, he felt that he had to ask. "It's none of my business, and you don't have to say why, but...are you and Nadeline fighting?" He asked Wesley quietly.
Jaakuna would want to stay behind with Emiri. This was understandable, though something bothered Nadeline. It was the way he said it, she was almost positive that even should she have recovered, he mostly likely would have said the exact same thing. It was certainly admirable, but what if they needed his help? Grant was thinking the same thing, though he would not oppose it. He was in no position to be deciding anything for Emiri. Never again. Wesley would then address the other issue, one nearly everyone had been curious about. "Jahara and Eruyt, apparently." Grant would answer in Jaakuna's stead, having been informed of it already. He would look at Nadeline. "To excise Zodiark out of him, he went to Aloa."

"Really now?" She asked, somewhat curious. "How did it go?"
Nadeline would nod in approval at Jaakuna's command. "Now that only leaves one thing." She stated, uncrossing her arms. "What do we do with Emiri? Is she able to battle, or would she get in the way?" She asked, head on confronting the obvious. "It would be nice if we could all go together, but realistically speaking we do not know how dangerous Ultima is...or rather, because she is the last Esper, that is precisely why we need to discuss this." She pointed out. She would much rather get it out in the open now then start arguing when they landed. She did want to bring Emiri, but the facts were there.

Grant would scratch his chin, looking back at Emiri. She was nearly done with the wreath at this point. "Maybe...maybe when she finishes, her memories will come back."

"Not all at once." Nadeline shook her head. "That would be rather overwhelming."
Levi. Just hearing the snake woman's name made him slightly angry. For some reason this didn't shock him at all, albeit the surprise was there. What would an Esper want with a human, anyway? As he thought about it somewhat, he would remember how Vlyn would tell him Ivalice was in turmoil. He had to wonder what would happen next, truly. Without realizing it he had been staring at Jaakuna, though he would close his eyes. When he opened them Nadeline would be next to him, having heard the conversation. She didn't seem surprised at all, although she was there, so it made sense.

"Our next course of plan should be obvious, then." She would state, crossing her arms. "There's only one Esper left."

"Yes, but...where could it be?" Grant asked.

Her eyes looked at him for a moment. "Giruvegan. In the Great Crystal. "
Grant rubbed his head, slightly hurt that Savayna would hit him. He had just wanted to clarify that she was the only one for him. Perhaps he had been too presumptuous. Emiri ended up laughing at him a little bit, though she would stay quiet as Jaakuna would suggest going to the Aerodome. Nadeline would let out a protest but Grant would drag the princess along as she clearly didn't know what she was saying, As they entered the Ifrit, Grant was glad that they were all together again, truly, but at the same time things had just been so different. Emiri was basically a stranger, Jaakuna was obviously affected and suffering, Nadeline and Wesley were fighting...and no doubt Grant's own guilt was making things difficult for him as well.

Emiri would take her seat at the dining room table by her basket of flowers and would continue with her threading of the floral wreath. Only when she was doing so did Nadeline finally notice her hair was down and not in her usual ponytail. "Emi, where is your clover hair tie?" She asked her.

"I don't know." She replied without bothering to look up.

Nadeline remained silent, albeit a little hurt, as she sat down next to her. "You really don't know who I am, do you?" She asked her quietly.

"You're the princess of Rozarria, Nadeline."

She opened her mouth to protest, but would close it and let out a sigh. "I can't believe it...you really have forgotten..."
Nadeline would spot Wesley and would turn deathly silent, her previous shenanigans disappearing. Grant looked between her and Wesley, noticing how they refused to look at one another. Had they fought? Most likely...it would explain why Nadeline had gone drinking. He didn't have to wonder what it was about, either; Nadeline's slurring obviously meant that she had found out about how they had kept secrets from her. He wanted to be relieved that she was blaming Wesley and not him, but he was pretty sure once she sobered up she would come after him next. Oh joy.

"Reunited at last!" Grant would attempt to lighten the mood, guiding Emiri to Savayna and Wesley. "Emiri, this is Wesley, prince of Dalmasca, and Savayna, the love of my life." He would introduce them.

"Pleased to meet you." Emiri replied slowly, though she was preoccupied with the guy that had gotten kicked out of the bar.
The brunette would smile very happily. "And you're the only one for me, Jaakuna." She replied very cheerfully.

"Jaakuna?" Nadeline looked at him as if he were some sort of illusion. "Oh my gods Emiri will be so happy! You--No, wait...How dare you!" She would gasp rather loudly, and her palm would smack Jaakuna's cheek rather weakly. She would then push on his face, no doubt confusing him (and everyone else). Grant figured that perhaps she was trying to smack him and failing miserably, and at that point he just couldn't hold in his laughter; the princess was just pathetic at this point. "Showing your face around here...who do you think you are?! I've been worried sick!" She whined, stomping her foot.

Emiri stared at Nadeline with wide eyes, slightly afraid of her mannerisms. To her, she was just crazy. She looked between her and Jaakuna, and she would look at Grant. "Who...who is this...?" She asked, slightly fearful of the answer.

"Nadeline...I think you've had enough." Grant shook his head, finally having laughed enough. "Emiri, this is Nadeline. She grew up with us...and she's the princess of Rozarria."

"She's not really acting like a princess..."

Nadeline heard that and went up to Emiri. "Oh no, I am furious with you as well! Keeping secrets from us...who do you think you are?!" She probably meant to yell but it was so slurred that Emiri just looked at her, confused. "You and Jaakuna and Wesley...and GRANT!" She remembered him, going up to him and shoving him to the side. "I hate you all!" She wailed, punching Grant's shoulder. The prince just looked at her, amazed. Her punches were weak to begin with but by the gods...she had gone mad.
"I thought I was your woman." Emiri told Jaakuna, somewhat confused. "Is this girl your woman, too?"

Grant opened his mouth to dispute this, but he couldn't hold back a snort of laughter. As he did, he noticed Nadeline had gotten to her feet--and she was still mad. "Oh no you don't--" He swooped in, grabbing her by the waist before she could pounce on Trish. "Settle down, young lady, mind your manners." He said as she writhed in his grip.

"I swear everyone here is INSANE!" Nadeline yelled rather dramatically. Grant could smell the rum on her; despite what the man had said obviously Nadeline had been drinking. "The nerve of that tramp, she has no idea who I am!"

"You're Jaakuna's other woman." Emiri would tell her rather solemnly.

The prince nearly released Nadeline to laugh but he held her firmly. After a moment it seemed that she tired herself out, as she stopped struggling, though she wouldn't relent her death glare at Trish. Only then would Grant put her down, at which point she would cross her arms, muttering something about her stature and being above everyone here, though her words were somewhat slurred and hard to hear unless you were right next to her.
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