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As Savayna would sigh, Grant couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. She would then mention Nadeline and how irritable she could be. He was more than glad that he did not intervene, as he couldn't see himself really taking anyone's side. Savayna would sigh once more, a little louder; clearly she had been exasperated with the princess. At this, Grant couldn't help but smile to himself. It was to be expected, after all, the two women were fiercely stubborn and when they didn't see eye to eye, things could get messy. "Have a little patience, she is still young." He would reassure her the best he could. "She means well, most of the time. She wants to be strong, but can rub people the wrong way." He shrugged.
Wesley? No, it couldn't be him. Nadeline would raise her tear-streaked face at his touch, and unless her eyes deceived her, it really was him. Before she could respond, she would hiccup slightly and use her sleeves to wipe her face. "How embarrassing...I didn't think anyone would come here." She would mutter, sniffling a little as she would look at Wesley, bearing a very defeated expression. She opened her mouth as if to tell him something, but it seemed she could not find the words for it. She simply stared at him, and after a moment she would simply pull him into a hug.

"Please don't ever keep the truth from me again." She mumbled into his chest.
Savayna's words stung and would hit Nadeline hard. Perhaps it had been her intention, but as Savayna would leave Nadeline would remain on the floor, clearly distraught. In essence, and as much as she didn't want to admit it, Savayna was right. She was absolutely right. She hadn't done anything to deserve everyone's friendship or companionship. Her frustration and anger had built up and she had let it out on Wesley when the truth of the matter was that she wasn't upset with him, she was upset with herself. Although she was very displeased at his lie, he really had done it for a reason. She should have made herself clear rather than just yell at her. The girl would hug her knees, placing her head on them. She cried.

Grant had decided to check his own supplies as well, finding that for some mysterious reason he had run out of Eye Drops. Go figure. As he would walk to the Supply Room he would hear some of Nadeline and Savayna's argument, though rather than intervene he would turn around. Soon he would find himself lightly tapping Wesley's shoulder. "Say, Wesley, why don't you try to patch things up with Nadeline?" He asked him, motioning to the Supply Room. "Just try once. For me."
Instead of moving as Nadeline would have hoped, Savayna would remain firm. Of all the days for her to be stubborn, it just had to be today of course. The general clearly wasn't intimidated by the princess (which, in all honesty had some reason, as Savayna was much more intimidating than Nadeline was) and actually seemed amused. She would ask if she was really demanding her, though Nadeline could tell it was the purest form of mockery as a smirk would play on her lips. She would then challenge her, tapping her chest and making the princess stagger back slightly. "How dare you!" Nadeline exclaimed, marching right up to Savayna again. "It would do you well to learn some respect!" She would say (shout) as she would shove Savayna back. "Now get out of my way!"
Boy oh boy was today full of surprises all around. Nadeline really was tired and not in the mood to be explaining herself for anything, really. She felt no desire to tell Savayna, and would much rather brush it under the rug. Still, her response seemed to have sparked a hint or both annoyance and slight anger at the general. First the tramp at the bar and now Savayna had decided to challenge her authority today. The gods had an odd sense of humor and she had no desire to continue amusing them. The blonde haired princess would then step right up to Savayna, dark blue eyes locked on icy blue ones.

"And you misunderstand me. This is not the time for this. Did I stutter?" Nadeline would ask rhetorically. "And I am not asking, I am demanding: Step. Aside."
Grant rubbed his shoulder as he would laugh at Wesley and Jaakuna's little exchange. The more he thought about it, the more he would think that perhaps Jaakuna and Emiri staying behind would not be such a bad thing. They had gotten separated under the worst of circumstances, so this time alone would do them good--even if Emiri wasn't too thrilled about them splitting up again. He would, however, take it in stride, as her reluctance would signal something deeper in her mind. So for the first time in a very long time, he would find himself very glad at her displeasure.

Meanwhile Nadeline had just about wrapped up her supply run. After scrutinizing and making sure she took exactly what she needed, she would carefully place each item into her pouch. The princess hadn't exactly been looking forward to revisiting Giruvegan; besides the long trip and overbearingly frustrating monsters, last time they had come they had gotten ambushed by Lola and Michel's forces. She remembered getting stabbed due to her own mistiming, her spell having arrived too late. It would not happen again. Never again. As she confirmed that determination she would be alarmed by the door slamming shut. She whirled around only to see the other blonde woman blocking her view, glaring at her. Savayna would ask what exactly was her problem with Wesley, seeing as not only did they refuse to speak to each other, they could not even look at one another now.

"This is not the time for this, Savayna." Nadeline would reply. "Step aside, if you would. We have our mission."
For some reason Emiri wasn't exactly content with the idea of staying behind. At the very least, Jaakuna would be with her, so it should have been okay. Except, she vaguely recalled something like this happening. It was almost like deja vu, in a sense. She struggled to remember, but when she would force it, the memory would only slip away further. She looked at everyone, feeling useless, though if it was to please Jaakuna, she would oblige. "It's...for the best." She would mumble, looking very much like a young child that was being denied playtime.

Grant couldn't help but chuckle at her expression, going over and lightly patting her head. "We will return before you even start to miss us. You just focus on your trip down memory lane." He said, pointing to her wreath. He wanted to ask how the recovery process was going, but he didn't want to put her under any pressure.
Emiri pouted slightly as he chuckled, though she admitted herself rather satisfied with his answer. Even though it wasn't immediate, she would have to make due with what she had. Even now, as she sat with Jaakuna, her dormant feelings would rise more than ever. Something, however, would tug at her heartstrings, and she got the feeling that something had happened that made her never want to be apart from him. He did mention that he had left, but she had not understood at the time. Maybe now she did, and that was why she felt that way. That was alright. She wanted to be with him, always, especially for these moments. "So then, what will we do now?" She asked him curiously. "We're all together again...but there's something we need to do, right?"
The brunette's jaw would drop as Jaakuna would (very easily at that) sprinkle the Dream Powder over the wreath. She would watch him, as if he had some sort of secret to it, and he would be finished in seconds. He was more then happy to do it, and would even kiss her lightly. It made her very happy, she could tell this was genuine. "Thank you." She said, though she blushed lightly from her embarrassment of looking somewhat inadequate. After a moment the orange Dream Powder would glitter a nice blue color. She would take it as the magical dust doing its job. She would place the wreath on her head and waited. And waited. And waited. Well, she didn't wait that long, really, but she noticed nothing in particular would happen. Perhaps it was meant to be something gradual.

Instead of getting down about it, she would raise an eyebrow at Jaakuna. "How do I look?" She asked, raising her hands as if posing.
Grant should have been mortified, or surprised at least. Instead he found himself imagining what Wesley had described. "Ew." He wrinkled his nose in disgust. "That is...why would...how messed up do you have to be to...No, just...ew." He shuddered, trying to get the image out of his head, though to no avail. "My gods that is just terrible, why would anyone do that?" He was clearly very grossed out and had a hard time accepting it. As Savayna would state that their families were...fucked up...he had no idea what to say, really. He scratched his head for a moment, though he did get something. "Well, that just leaves it to us to fix it, right?" He would ask somewhat optimistically.

In the dining room, the basket was nearly devoid of flowers at this point. Emiri had been working nonstop, hoping to finish the wreath sooner than later. To her delight, it was very much complete and very nice looking. She would applaud herself and after a few seconds of celebration she would uncork the bottle Ryua had given her. All she had to do was sprinkle it on, right? She lightly tapped the bottle, though nothing would come out. With a small frown she tapped it again. Nothing. She held the bottle upside down and saw nothing coming out. Holding it up to her eye, she would see that it was definitely in there...just not...coming out. She held it upside down over the wreath and shook the bottle meticulously, though she would give up.

"Jaakuna!" She called him, hoping to get some assistance. "It won't come out!"
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