[ Hmm, that strange heart at the center of the "temple" said something about people arriving from different places. So this person was like her, then? Nozomi was still sorting out the gem business in her head--the thought of a person no longer being a person in the conventional sense, but some kind of stone, was strange to her--but she could parse enough to at least follow Remilia's line of reasoning.
A smile curled her lips slightly. ]
That's right. I just got here.
[ "Moonstone"? Was that was she was, maybe? She could feel the strange protrusion on her forehead, but hadn't had a chance to really see it. Nozomi gave her an apologetic smile. ]
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A smile curled her lips slightly. ]
That's right. I just got here.
[ "Moonstone"? Was that was she was, maybe? She could feel the strange protrusion on her forehead, but hadn't had a chance to really see it. Nozomi gave her an apologetic smile. ]
I'll have to take your word for it, I guess.