[Fuu gives the door an incredulous stare, embarrassment warring with stubbornness in her mind and on her face. She had been decently certain that she'd known the answer. But to strike out three times!]
[At Ms Sara's encouragement, she tilts her head and thinks carefully back on everything. She then takes out her Luministi journal (which she'd had on her when she'd been drawn here) and starts paging through it.]
No, I don't think so. Unless she means some other treat than a dessert. In which case, it could be nearly anything. 'Gold coins', 'a job well done', 'free time', 'truth?' No, 'truth' is certainly Miss Verita's answer.
[Still paging through the journal, she speaks softly to herself.] Treat. Reward. She works for the Mayor, so it might even be hidden in something he said?
[Mun gives the door an incredulous stare--]
[At Ms Sara's encouragement, she tilts her head and thinks carefully back on everything. She then takes out her Luministi journal (which she'd had on her when she'd been drawn here) and starts paging through it.]
No, I don't think so. Unless she means some other treat than a dessert. In which case, it could be nearly anything. 'Gold coins', 'a job well done', 'free time', 'truth?' No, 'truth' is certainly Miss Verita's answer.
[Still paging through the journal, she speaks softly to herself.] Treat. Reward. She works for the Mayor, so it might even be hidden in something he said?