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Sweaty aside after her daily kendo practice, she’d looking for some stores that sells bottled water as she needed to hydrate herself from a tiring thing she’d do in her daily life.

 As she was about to visit and get a bottle herself, she saw something different like a distorted stout human being, or small as she’d never seen his kind before, let alone her whole time in Spirale. Did she startled herself? Yes, she does.

“I, uh hello there. A-Are you here to buy something in this store perhaps?” She’d not want to make fun of him. She’d seen scary monsters in Cephiro but not Ferengi like him.

Curiousity’s original goal had been to explore the museum. It was what she had spent the past couple days doing, and it had been her plan to continue onward. There was so much to see that she was determined to discover as much of it as possible!

However, a single glance at the giant bin of clay had completely derailed that plan for the afternoon. She had instead been curious just how well she would be able to work with it and exactly how many turrets she could make before someone complained.

Thus the girl found herself in the situation she was in now. Seated on the ground surrounded by a small army of miniature turrets, all in varying colours of clay. The entire corner of the room was filled with her soldiers.

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To make a new one seemed kind of strange. 

No, it wasn’t a gift for the little girl. They have theirs; Leviathan and Behemoth. It’s just for fun, that he lingers over the table of displayed sewing patterns and their pre-made examples. 

To make it a gift for a certain other seems intrusive. There’s no telling the person he wants to thank is going to appreciate a...stuffed dinosaur of his own. So maybe, he can use this opportunity to make peace, instead. 

Yes...for Headhunter. He can’t let himself forget her. She was involved in this as much as Zero and Fifteen were. The same suffering.

Lysithea haven’t seen a weird human-like being like him in her whole life. In fact, this is indeed her first as she was bit surprised. Her curiosity though, would want to know where he came from. Now is not the time to be freaked out like everyone else but she remained stoic.

“You’re the first none manlike creature I’ve stumbled upon in this new land.” 

“Hey. You. Weirdo.” 

What...what is this dude? Bass can vaguely recall the odd sci-fi movie posters in Dr. Wily’s rooms, and all sorts of collectables that have gotten blown up with his labs. He’s been smart enough at least to stop keeping things like that in his secret bases. But who knows what miscellaneous items he still had in abandoned P.O. boxes and storage boxes somewhere. 

It’d be fun to fight in space again. If he had Treble...!

“Have you seen--uh--” he looks around for something to draw with. A sharp rock, a metal mailbox that he yanks right off of it’s post. Dumping everything in it on the snowy ground as he hunches over it. 

He manages to carve out a crude drawing on it’s side and lifts it up for the other to see. 

Dropped for you!