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[It was two weeks he was gone. Two weeks ago Asbel departed from Luceti to go on a mission. It wasn't anything too out of the ordinary. A simple mission off to the mountains to combat third party soldiers. If there was one thing Asbel knew how to do well, it was fight. Not that the mission went off without a hitch, but... Well, it was successful, at least.

Asbel walks through the plaza towards his house, his white coat draped over his shoulders instead of being worn, and his left arm is hanging in a makeshift sling. He probably should stop by the clinic to get that treated properly, but... Well, he's more concerned with getting home to everyone first. He wants to see Cheria and Richard again. If you spot him in the plaza, you're certainly free to inquire and perhaps try to get him to go to the clinic, but...

Regardless of what happens in the plaza, Asbel soon arrives at his house, calmly opening the door as he steps inside.]

Cheria, Richard, Isamu... ...I'm home. [He's looking pretty beat, and there's that whole arm issue, but... he's home.]

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[Sometime later, after recouping a bit, Asbel pulls out his journal, wanting a few answers. Two weeks is a long time to be away in a village where things can change overnight.]

Did something happen in the village while I was gone? It looks like something went down at the Battle Dome.

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Cheria, really... [Listen to him, Cheria. You're going to either fall on top of him or give him a faceful of Cheriaboob. ...Not that he'll know what to do about the latter.]

[She's almost done, really! She just needs to loop her arms around Asbel's neck to tie the knot. Theeere we go. Done.

... Oh. Oh wait. Now her arms are around Asbel's neck. She really did not think this through.]

[CHERIA'S BOOBS used SILENCE!

It was super effective! ASBEL can't move!]

[Good lord, Asbel, you get flustered easily. Her boobs aren't quite up in your face just yet. More around sternum level, and slowly lowering, because Cheria is trying to sit back down and pretend nothing awkward happened.]

[Just give him a moment to recover from that. He's not quite sure how to react. He does start to slowly stand up, though.]

[Oh, good. Good. Because Cheria is back on her knees on the bed, absentmindedly petting Tiger Festival.]

[Oh, right. He... He should say something to her. Something. She helped him a lot, after all.]

...Thanks, Cheria.

You're welcome. Ah... [She takes a steadying breath through her nose, then looks up at Asbel with a smile.] How was your mission?

Ah... Well... [Well, aside from the broken arm.]

It was successful, I guess.

You guess...? Did you do what the Malnosso asked you to do?

I did, but... It looks like whatever's going on there won't be ending anytime soon.

That's a shame... [She trails off for a few seconds, before looking up again.] Oh, I should go make you something to eat! You probably haven't had a good meal in days!

[Asbel's about to say something to that, but his stomach interjects with its own opinion.]

...I guess I could really go for your cooking about now.

Then, let's go. I can make you some curry tonight, as well.

[A man's love goes through the stomach! She pets Tiger Festival one last time, before pushing herself off the bed.]