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[A little after being taken off to Vanille's Magical Dirt Expedition, Fang has decided to laze about in a tree. She's leaned back against the trunk, one hand on her knee, the other hanging at her side, and looks to be the very picture of relaxation.]

Finally got this plant to stop jerking me around. [She makes a lazy motion to the mirror.] So, I've looked up and down for the batty Queen, even poked around that Labyrinth for a bit, and I've got nothing to show for it. [She's irritated, but it doesn't show in her voice or her body language.] Since it seems like me and my family are in this for the long haul, I want to know: what do you people do around here, anyway? Pick flowers? Sing songs around a campfire? Get handsy with one another? Seems like when something stupid isn't happening, there's not a lot to be done.

[She glances off to the side, and rolls her eyes.] Times like this, I wish Light or Snow were around. Light was good for a spar, and Snow, well. He made a good punching bag. [She laughs.

After a while:] The name's Fang, by the way. If it matters.

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I'd say it's always better for children to be with their mother, even if it's dangerous here. Besides, I bet there are people who'll keep an eye on them for you too. [In Oerba, everyone pitched in to take care of the kids. The idea of doing otherwise seems odd, to Fang. Foreign. She absorbs what Epsilon says, about not being able to go back, and asks:] Why's that?

I figure even if everyone doesn't get some use out of a place like that, someone will.

I did leave them with people I trust. [She smiles.] I run a home for orphans. I know the women who work with me will look after the children. Everything's taken care of. [She's the only thing that's missing. Of course, the children will miss her. She'd promised she'd be back.]

[Sometimes she thinks that the human ability to lie might make things easier, if only on other people, but she'll never know what that's like.] I believe I was destroyed, before I came here.

You're right. Even if it helps a few people, that will be enough.

[Fang's expression softens, considerably. She's familiar with orphanages, was in one herself. There were good people there, people that took care of her and Vanille.] That's good work you're doing, Epsilon. Not a lot of people are willing to take in kids and treat them like their own.

[She looks troubled though, almost pained, when Epsilon says she was destroyed. Covers it up by running a hand through her hair and looking away.] That's...that's rough. I'm sorry. [She shakes her head. Too many good people get the short end of the stick. The word "destroyed" has pinged her, but she doesn't press. It's none of her business.]

Yeah. Whatever you make, I'll look forward to seeing it.

[Epsilon nods.] In my world, there was a war. So many children were orphaned. When I met them, it changed me. They taught me so much. I knew I had to do whatever I could for them. Now I have to trust that they're all right now, back home.

[Then she, too, sobers.] I made a choice. I don't know if it was the right one, but I can't undo it now, and I wouldn't wish to. I hope it helped.

Thank you, Fang.

There was a war in my home too. Lots of kids lost their families. Me, Vanille. [Her tone is sober, but she brightens, after a moment.] But it wasn't all bad. We wouldn't have met each other, otherwise.

[She nods in response. She can respect that, definitely.] I hope so too.

[And she grins again.] You're welcome.

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ffs pretend i didn't log in with the wrong account ;u;

that's all right, I think that's happened to everyone at some point!

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