[Home reading is exactly where he'd like Paimon to be. Though he doesn't mind her, she does get a little too squeaky and nerve grinding at times...not what he wants right now now that he's got the chance at some alone time with Lumine. It puts a pep in his step, one that almost makes him cough again, but he's trying so hard not to because he really wants to prolong this as much as he can. Lying in bed now would just be a waste.]

They're doing well. Tonia's sprung up a few inches suddenly, so I've had to help get her some new clothes recently...I sent some Fontainian clothes back to Snezhnaya for her, so I hope she likes them. That Chiori runs a pretty nice boutique, so I couldn't pass that up.

[And she was booked up too...that hurt the pocketbook a little to get her to take his order. He can see Hotel Debord now, climbing the stairs upward to their final destination. Why are stairs so difficult right now...]

You know, Teucer asks me every now and again when you'll come to visit, and he always brings up that the two of you made a pinkie promise on it. I guess I can tell him that you've only got one more stop before coming to visit us, huh? But the nation of war is a dangerous one at the current moment...the unrest there is ripe with plenty of battles to be had and skirmishes to be fought. I wish I was being sent there instead of whatever this special project is the old man keeps going on about.

[He folds his arms over his chest, like he's pouting about not being sent to a warzone. Life is unfair when you're a Harbinger sometimes!]