trusthell | i'll wait, so show me why you're strong

[ Generally, people need time to cope and gather themselves after a... thing... like that. Unfortunately, that's not how Vanille sees it. Her thing is avoid, and once she gets out of that hellhole that's the courtroom, she makes her way to the supplies closet, then to the library. She spends some time setting up things, pushing things aside to make room. Once she's finished, and she's met up with the Party Brigade, she makes enough invitations for everyone. She slips them under everyone's doors, or hands them out if she sees someone walking around.

Inside the library, there are candles set up to provide some soft, comforting lighting. There are pots of tea, courtesy of Mercy, pancakes made by Viktor, and books (picked out by Estelle, of course) laid out on the surrounding tables. The others have provided their own touches, and Vanille's even managed to make something: sugar cookies, which are actually very good. They're flavored lightly with all sorts of flavors--not all in the same cookie, okay--and each plate is marked with whatever flavor she's put in them.

After a successful trial, it's healthy to indulge, right? Let's mingle. ]

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Really? [ That's news to her. ] Hmm... I might have to be careful, then.

... [HE DOESN'T. WANNA. LIKE. be rude and rat her out or anything. it's clearly a v personal thing and totally her business but. maybe. it would be good for vanille to know.]

If you ever speak with Elda, do not call her your friend. She will... I think she was trying to wipe my memory. [said so casually]

[ whoa ]

Oh. [ you're a bro sportacus ] I'll make sure to be careful with Elda and friendship, then.

I don't think she really means anything by it. [this is wrong.] She is just... having a hard time here. Harder than some.

[also by "it" he means "explicit threats to murder him" but he will. just not say that.]