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[desertdaggers]

[Hawk's on the observation deck, hands tucked into pockets. He's a little restless and shifting from foot to foot, though he's trying not to let that show too much.] Amazing view, isn't it? I've never seen the stars this close. [quietly, mostly to himself] I wonder if the Holyland would be like this.

[attention attention on the CAT, now] Seems like a good spot for a farewell party, if anyone wants to do that. Haven't got anything much right now, but I'm sure we can all grab things we like.

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[desertdaggers]

Hmm… The seafood, perhaps? I'm not very used to that.

More how it's used. I'm not sure if I could entirely follow the science. [awkward smile]

[finalwished]

That sounds perfect.

[smiles back, understanding] Then to put it simply, sounds are...imprinted, onto a disc. A special machine can read these imprints, producing the music. Shall we see if we can find a machine like that?

[desertdaggers]

Shall we go and find some, then?

I'd like that. Before or after food?

[finalwished]

Food first, I think. [glances around] That way? [she's clearly enjoying doing regular human things like this]

[desertdaggers]

Looks good! Let's see what we can find. [holds out an arm, and off we go o/]