This isn't good... [ A concerned Mugi addresses the vine. ] I can't find my way back to the apartments. Could someone please help? I really need to get this food back to Akira-kun, but between the mansion and there... I think I took a wrong path. This doesn't look familiar to me at all. [ She's so out of it that she didn't even summon a mirror for this. And she's been here long enough to have at least a passing familiarity with a lot of the Gardens. ]

I just can't leave her alone right now. She hasn't been feeling well, not since... not since Kazumi-chan went home. [ Vanished, from one night to the next. Mugi sounds rather down about the fact, herself, but it's an odd sort of distance. A distraction. She's lost in more than one sense of the word right now, and it's clear from the lack of any positive excitement in her voice. ] Please! I really need to get back in a hurry!

[ Anyone who manages to find their way to her will see that she's actually fairly close to those apartments, just... somehow keeps walking wide circles all around and avoiding any paths that actually lead in toward the center of that circle. ]

Greetings, I am speaking today to ask what may seem like an odd question.

[Despite it being an odd question, Alice looks rather serious when she proceeds to ask it. The use of video was to hopefully get the attention of more people.]

For this question, let us assume the following scenario. You find yourself in possession of a life sized replica, or puppet, of someone that you know. As it is a puppet of sorts, it is not a perfect recreation, but it appears to be the same until further investigation. You are able to control it's every single motion, but it is only able to do anything that you yourself are capable of doing,

If you were to be in this situation, what would you do?

[Last time she did this it was through text, but now she’s shed that formality. Behind Black Jack is a decently sized wood and slate tiled home, placed precariously close to the Viridian Pavilion and in roughly the same patch of land where it had previously stood.]

I’ve remade my clinic, for anyone who cares.
 

[Apathy. She does it well.]

Although I’d put money on people preferring the local healer or Dr. Holiday over me, but my previous offer still stands.
 

There’s always a price for treatment.