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[implanta]

[You know what's awesome? Being able to talk and sing. That's what Cloche woke up to today, in fact. Because of that, she will be going around town to get her daily necessities such as food and tea while singing. Everywhere. Implanta included. Anything she can sing, she will be.

Catch Cloche around town singing, it'll be an all day thing.]

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[implanta]

[When she hears him, and then inversely sees him, smiles widely and gives the next line as much happiness as she can muster:]

xA rre mea hApYAp rre siance m.a.m. yor eje en yor, sLYAsYAwYEaye/.

[As she sings, she'll be going toward him, skip-dancing around him as she sings the lyrics for "Let us create the new earth/Let us create the world of hope/Let us create the happiness of the people/Let us create the shining utopia", and grabs his hands as she sings the last bit of the song.]

vLYEa LYEsiance gral LYEqejyu/. mLYEtAyYEyE/.

[That. Probably answers his question. Cloche lets go of his hands and throws her arms wide.]

Yes! And I just want to sing to let everyone know how happy I am! The best way is through song, as I sing with my emotions.

[rashness]

Yeah?! I didn't quite get all the words there, but it did sure sound pretty upbeat!

[Holding his hand made him blush, but if she's throwing her arms wide his smile gets wider and he even laughs a bit]

[implanta]

I've been wanting to sing so badly, but now I can. I won't right now because talking to someone important takes priority.

[rashness]

Hey, if you want to sing, don't make me stop you or nothing. [Thumbs up. He's cool with just listening or something]

[implanta]

I'll hum instead. That way I can talk with you as well. [Though considering where she's near...] Were you working?

[rashness]

Yeah, I was. I heard your voice, so I kinda thought I'd step out.

[implanta]

You won't be in trouble, will you? [She's done worse, she guesses, while people were working...]

But I'm glad you came out to say hello.

[rashness]

What, with the boss? It's cool, he'd get it. [He shrugs. At least for a little while, anyway]

[implanta]

Were you making anything good? Can you show me? I'll hum while you show me! [Because cooking is important to her. SOMEDAY SHE WILL BE JUST AS GOOD but today is not that day.] After your break out here, I mean.

[rashness]

Uh, yeah, I guess. I was making some stew, which I guess is good, but it's really not anything special.