[Fourth Wall]

[Asbel wanders through the village, clutching his journal, trying his best to avoid running into one of the many people that now lined Luceti's roads, but it's very possible he might bump into someone.

Once he reaches the fountain, he takes a seat on its edge, and opens the journal to speak into it.]

You know, I never thought I'd see so many people in Luceti at once. Is something going on?