A house? [He echoes questioningly, glancing back to the building; he hadn't seen any such structure in the other temples that carried such an odd design. But before he can say anything else she's already sprinted forward to the front door, and he can only run after her, calling out to her to wait a moment so that they can explore together...and no running in the halls either!! Because what if she trips on a rug or knocks a vase down?? This house looks expensive and even if it does belong to her, she should take better care of her property!!
Privately, he has a feeling that this (him running after her as she jumps straight into a situation) is going to be happening very, very often. Her enthusiasm is going to be both a charming point...and a source of frustration for him.
But it's a good frustration...no, it feels nostalgic. And somehow he doesn't mind it so much, even if this is going to end up with him developing stomach ulcers. These are the little whispers of his past life, and it's a small comfort to know that although he's lost his memories, he hasn't lost himself.]
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Privately, he has a feeling that this (him running after her as she jumps straight into a situation) is going to be happening very, very often. Her enthusiasm is going to be both a charming point...and a source of frustration for him.
But it's a good frustration...no, it feels nostalgic. And somehow he doesn't mind it so much, even if this is going to end up with him developing stomach ulcers. These are the little whispers of his past life, and it's a small comfort to know that although he's lost his memories, he hasn't lost himself.]