one of many possible futures

Luke, could I see Mieu for a second?

"What do you need, Fon Master?"

"Thank you." He picks the beast up and places a tiny peck on Mieu's forehead. "Happy New Year's, Mieu." Then, a quick nod to his other companion. "And, to you, Luke. I didn't think I would see another one, if I'm honest. But I'm glad I did, and I'm glad it's with friends."

"What’s everyone fuss tonight? Words of kisses and new years .."

"It's a widespread tradition, apparently." don't ask Ion how he knows, though it definitely has something to do with his many devoted NPC friends. "It's interesting! People come here from so many places, and yet several of their holidays link together in one shape or another."

With all due respect, Fon Master, I do what I want it could give people some peace of mind. Things are different now then when you read the Score.

He was surprised that the other should show such concern. It wasn't for him, but perhaps it was for the people--or perhaps the well-being of Arietta? He couldn't be sure, but Ion found himself touched regardless.  "I'm afraid that's what I was made to do, Fon Master. And be kind--it is only readings and Artes that involve Seventh Fonons that weaken me. There is a reason I am kept around, after all."

"You, I and the others’ll celebrate New Year’s together. How’s that sound?"

"He had good intentions, and it is true that I don't drink." he had every right to turn Ion away, though it would have avoided problems had the man actually specified his conditions. He did indeed make it sound like anyone could come. But that was passed!  The prospect however of a get together with his friends was admittedly even more appealing though, and it has Ion absolutely beaming.  "Really? With Guy and the others?" he bites his lip, far too pleased. "Who is planning it, you? That's such a big task--do you need help at all?" 

Are you having a get-together for this “New Year” holiday? Is it just for anyone? How generous of you!

"So…no…it is not for everyone…it is for people who can actually drink, so go on your merry little way and…drink your apple juice or whatever children drink nowadays"

He doesn't look too deterred by the rejection, though it is strange to be referred to as a child. Ion shrugs. "It is true that I do not drink, but that has less to do with my age and more so to do with my job. What a shame..." he shakes his head, tapping the staff on the ground once. "Good luck then! And be safe in your celebrations--can I offer instead a New Year's Score reading for you?" 

"Yes yes, do that"

Are you having a get-together for this "New Year" holiday? Is it just for anyone? How generous of you!

I wish for clairvoyance. I want to see my wife and kids, how I will live and how I will die. 

"…Ion?"

"I g-guess I did find you somehow. I was told there was a girl on a giant doll, screaming profanities--" he lies about that last part, snickering weakly into his fist, "...I kind of hoped it was you."   He's sad that she's here, away from home, but he has faith that she's quite okay. It was Anise, after all. And people have been taken out of the city before, so there was the chance that she or any of his other friends could be.   Ion doesn't believe in fate, but he is unabashedly glad that her path has somehow led her here. It's actually a miracle in its own right, and who was he to question it or be anything but glad?  He blinks again- "Oh, your things--" and then makes a motion to run after them, picking up a few before he's winded from laughing more than anything else.  

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty