practicality

Then you, my dear Daitou, you are lucky. A sign I did not have.

No. At least, I think I do not. Myself, I am stuck in a chair that is running around making what might be called music by some.

The chair's moving on it's own?

[It's like MAGIC]

Every one I sit in. Yes.

Oh. Yes. So very much so. I would love to parcel this excitement out and share it with every person in the sphere, because then, there would still be some left over, there is so much.

They could have more. I would not mind.

Yes. Thankfully. But I do not have many cushions, and so I have little option.

When I have saved up again. Much of what I had, it was spent on my date.

Though tasty, in this case.

This, it is a good point. I shall wait to hear if it is safe before I go. All I have heard so far is that it is dangerous in new ways each time.

Myself, I do not know. All I know is that I do not wish to die again.

Yes. I, and Night, and Bellflower, and Cloud, all of us, we were killed by Apostle. That, it is why he is imprisoned. Was. He is gone now, and good riddance, I say.

I suppose.