[ They'd promised to meet up and so once she'd checked out the area, she figured Molly would end up here sooner or later and why not try this particular area out, right? Right.
So Primrose may not have used a spa before, but she seems to have very quickly understood its intention and so she's already gone ahead and changed into a robe for now.
Sort of.
She's parted the robe enough to frown at a scar on her stomach, looking entirely perplexed. ]
[Molly's just hanging out in the soaking tub. He is. I'm sorry. He's not bothering with clothes. He's not an animal. you don't wear clothes in the spa. Just looking over a bit curiously?]
You would remember more than me. [ With a rueful little smile, as she walks closer.
Molly please, you're more concern-worthy than she is?? ]
But I believe you may be right. No one seems to be concerned about it, so I must have had it before. But it's not old enough to be a distant memory... or so I must assume.
No one wants to wake up with a scar they don't remember. Means a blackout night and one that probably didn't go well. Should we come up with a new, better story for it then?
Oh-- bandits on the road, but you bested them all with swift kicks in the head. You carry the scar now as a badge of honor.
[just immediately putting an arm around her, easy.]
Oh I love that! I'd be terrified! Terrified and of course, I'd run headlong into the desert to try and catch a glimpse. Maybe you'd kick me in the head and I'd be grateful!
I am not quite certain if you're telling me that you would enjoy being kicked, or you would only enjoy it if it were delivered by my foot in particular.
[ Molly, should she be concerned in a different way now... ]
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Week 5, Monday
So Primrose may not have used a spa before, but she seems to have very quickly understood its intention and so she's already gone ahead and changed into a robe for now.
Sort of.
She's parted the robe enough to frown at a scar on her stomach, looking entirely perplexed. ]
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Alright over there, darling?
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... You'd think I'd remember a scar.
[ And yet, she's completely drawing a blank. ]
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You don't remember it?
[Peering over, tilting his head.]
I think you've had that. Since you got here.
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[ She's genuinely confused. ]
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hm.]
... Sometimes, people lose things as a punishment. Or something. I don't know how much I can explain, but. It'll likely come back?
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[ She frowns down at the scar, but then straightens and gives her head a shake. ]
I'm not certain what I did wrong, but perhaps that's it.
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[Just glancing at the scar again.]
Some of the others lost some memories when they went on that ... thing. To the other place.
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[ ???? ]
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[Scratching his head a bit.]
They seemed a little concerned I might have lost something as well, but as far as I can tell I never did.
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[ Hadn't Molly already been through enough? ]
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[Concern?]
Like I said, I don't think it took anything from me. Just two years of the memories, can keep track of most of them.
[...]
Came here with that, then? The scar. I think you did.
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Molly please, you're more concern-worthy than she is?? ]
But I believe you may be right. No one seems to be concerned about it, so I must have had it before. But it's not old enough to be a distant memory... or so I must assume.
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[just patting the seat next to himself then.]
No one wants to wake up with a scar they don't remember. Means a blackout night and one that probably didn't go well. Should we come up with a new, better story for it then?
Oh-- bandits on the road, but you bested them all with swift kicks in the head. You carry the scar now as a badge of honor.
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To this day, bandits dare not cross the desert at twilight for fear of the Dancer's Revenge?
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Oh I love that! I'd be terrified! Terrified and of course, I'd run headlong into the desert to try and catch a glimpse. Maybe you'd kick me in the head and I'd be grateful!
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Though I should hope I wouldn't kick you at all.
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[Just letting her hide if she wants, tail swinging lazily.]
Though if you wanted to kick me I wouldn't say no.
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[ Molly, should she be concerned in a different way now... ]