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[It's close to noon in house one today, and Dist is taking note of the rather odd silence that's lingering through his new home. For the few days he's been living here, holing himself in his room for various reasons, Dist has had to adjust to the clamor and noise of footsteps passing by his door and Anise's familiar humming and singing. Today, however, those things were not present.

Curiously, he sets about to see why, and taps lightly on her door before pushing it open when she did not answer. She wasn't inside but her room was fairly messy. Messier than a normal child her age would keep it. Dist stands in the doorway for a moment longer, then sighs, rubs the space between his eyes, and shuts the door softly. He's still not sure how to feel about this place, and the things that go on. What was the purpose of the experimentation, anyway?

Whatever, it's not like he and the girl were on exceptional terms anyway. Dist has other, more pressing matters to attend to. He's been putting off seeing the Professor with his own eyes for long enough. Truth of the matter is, he was scared. Scared to meet with her, to go there and have it be a lie, or a dream, or...or somehow seeing that monstrous replica again. The mere thought of that made him shudder, but enough was enough. There was always the hope that, just maybe, she really was alive. Dist had to cling to that hope. He had to.

So, after retreating to his room once more, he opens his journal, sighs, and begins to write, very carefully.]

Professor,

Is it all right if I stop by? I would have come sooner, but I was distracted by certain things. I'm still coping with the knowledge of just what this place is, and everything else here. I hope you can understand. I'm wholly looking forward to seeing you again.

~~Dist the Ro~~ - Saphir

[And because Dist doesn't understand how these journals work just yet, he leaves it open and goes to make himself a strong cup of coffee or tea or whatever. He just needed something to calm his nerves.]

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[Dist pauses from his long sip of tea once words appear on his journal, staring at them in wonderment. It takes him a moment to really read them over - his interest has been piqued - but when he does, he grabs his pen hastily. It's still so odd to just think she really was here, and alive. After the whole events at Mt. Roneal, he had given up on ever seeing her again.]

I believe so, but could you please repeat? I seem to have forgotten. My apologies, Professor.

[She knows about the events at Mt. Roneal; Jade informed her about these events a while ago and she even discussed them with Dist the last time he was here. Even so, Luceti is a very sporadic place and the Dist speaking to her right now might not even have passed that point in time yet. As such, she's smart enough not to bring up the topic of the replica until she's gotten a bit more 'reacquainted' with him.]

It's number twenty seven. Should I be expecting you soon?

Yes, I'll leave right away. It hopefully shouldn't take too long to get there. See you soon, Professor.

[And, true to his word, Dist closes his journal and gets ready, making himself look remotely presentable. He's still weary about this, but everyone he talked to says that she really, truly is here, so... Maybe he has nothing to worry about. Maybe she really is alive. Those people succeeded where he could not, and she was back. She was alive. Dist closes his eyes to stop the wave of emotion and breathes hard, exiting the house quickly.

He arrives roughly forty minutes later - her house was pretty far and Dist didn't know the layout of Luceti well enough - and stares at the house. Was he really ready? What if this was just some crazy dream? What if there was something wrong with her? What if, what if... Dist approached the house slowly, and knocked on the door once, feeling his heart beat hard and fast inside his chest, pressing a hand over it, where he had been hit before arriving to this place.

Please be real, Professor.]

[Lucky for Dist, Regal's attending the bakery this afternoon. Imagine what would've happened if he'd answered the door. No, it's best to just ease him into things one step at a time and introduce him to Gelda's housemate some other day. Regal can be pretty intimidating without meaning to and the fact that Dist's precious Professor has a boyfriend will probably come as a bit of a shock.

A few moments pass in silence before the door is opened, and standing in the hallway is none other than Gelda herself. She gives him a welcoming smile, hoping to make this moment as least awkward as possible.]

Good afternoon, Saphir.

[Dist fidgets nervously in those few moments that pass. He was incredibly anxious, and nervous. When the door finally opens, Dist holds his breath...and exhales sharply, if a little shaky. There she was. Really, truly, wholly there! After so long... She was there!! Just like he remembered her.

Dist felt his breath catch in his throat and his hands shook. What should he do? After all these years, he was at a loss. Say something, you idiot!]

Pro-Professor... [Don't cry, don't cry.] I--G-Good afternoon.

[Dist's anxiety isn't going unnoticed. It's only logical for him to be a bit nervous, of course, but his body language says it all. She wishes she could do something to make it easier on him, but she knows perfectly well that if she oversteps her boundaries now, he'll only become even more flustered. So instead, she decides to let Dist decide on the pacing.]

It's good to see you again. Will you come inside? [She moves to the side so he can enter the house, if he's ready.]

[He doesn't exactly move at first, just so...so stupefied he was actually talking to her again. Her words don't register right away, if at all, and tentatively raises a hand to brush a bit of her hair from her eyes. Yulia, she really was--!

Dist pulled his hand away and a smile began to spread on his face as he looked aside, to hide the tears forming in his eyes.]

I-I've waited so long... I-I'm sorry, Professor. [A short, clipped laugh, before he has to wipe his face.] S-Still the same, I suppose, haha...! It's w-wonderful to see you again. I-I didn't think...I'd--

[There's a faint look of surprise on her face when he touches her hair, but she doesn't pull away. Instead, she allows him to verify that, yes, she is really standing right here. Though when the realization hits her that he's starting to cry, she isn't entirely certain what to do. Back in the days, she would've taken his hand and led him inside. Presented him with a mug of hot cocoa and a soothing pat on the head. Yes, she remembers those days quite well, despite that she's already been in Luceti for over two years.

But those times in Keterburg have passed. Saphir is a grown man now. In fact, he's even older than she is. To think that he's so happy to see her again... She's at a loss for words.]

Saphir...

[That honestly would have been a-okay with him, even as a grown man. The nostalgia would have been something like a gift from heaven, much as this right here was. He turns away and tries to compose himself, though there's a bright, happy smile on his face. She's here, Professor Nebilim is really here...]

F-Forgive me, P-Professor. [He wipes his face and turns a quiet sob into a clipped laugh.] I-I...I'm so glad to see you again! It's...It's been years. Are you well?

[She attempts another smile, if only in an attempt to try and calm him down somewhat. He'll compose himself soon enough, so the best thing to do right now is to keep the conversation going.]

I should say I'm very well, especially considering the circumstances. Luceti never has much of a dull moment, as you can imagine, but I've managed to settle down here all the same.

[The smile helps, and Dist does calm down quickly enough, though he's debating whether or not to tell her about...everything, really. It'd be a mouthful, and a nice way to sour their happy encounter. Mm, perhaps some other time. Today, he just wanted to catch up.]

I'm glad for that. I can't say I've seen much of what goes on, but... [Anise was kidnapped earlier. He clears his throat and lets that thought go unvoiced.] How long have you been here? I see you're a teacher at the school here...I'm not surprised, I learned much from you, Professor, Nebilim.

[Gelda hadn't heard about Anise's kidnapping yet, sadly. It'd happened quietly and nobody's informed her of the fact just yet. Though, really, one kidnapping was only a mild example of what goes on in Luceti.]

Teaching was always my passion. When Professor Sage suggested that we open the local school for students, I was only too happy to aid her with that. It's been about a year and a half since then, I suppose, though I arrived in Luceti a few months earlier.

[Dist thinks it none of his business, seeing as how the girl's not exactly a friend, per se...so, he'll keep his mouth shut on the matter and let someone who actually understands the situation better explain. For now, he just smiles and listens politely to his old teacher. It's so wonderful to hear her voice again.]

Of course, anyone with eyes could see you were the best! I wouldn't be what I am now without your schooling, Professor! [And his talent for fontech, wherever that stemmed from.] ...Almost two years, then. And you've been in good health, I hope? I can see you've settled in well, at the very least.

[Brb, looking around your house lazily. Nice, quaint, cozy. Not what he's used to, but Dist approves.]

[Gelda quite approves of her house as well. It's not as big as her home in Keterburg, but it definitely suits her needs. She notices Dist's curiosity and chuckles mildly.]

My offer to go inside still stands.

[Dist blinks, looking back down his old teacher and laughing sheepishly. He had almost forgotten they were still very much outside her house. Whoops! He'd just been a little caught up in the moment.]

Ah, y-yes, of course...! My apologies, Professor. [And he'll even hold the door for you, like the gentleman he is...sometimes.]

[It's good enough for Gelda. She gives him a charming smile when she passes by him, leading the way to the sitting room. And what a nice sitting room it is. She won't take a seat just yet, though.]

Can I get you anything? A drink, or something to eat?

[Dist isn't here to judge. He does look around just for curiosity's sake, but turns back to his old teacher and holds one hand up, looking sheepish.]

Ah, please, Professor...I'd hate to bother you.

It's no trouble at all, Saphir.

Ah, all right... I-If you insist, Professor, then just some tea is all I need. Thank you.

All right. Make yourself at home.

[With that, she heads for the kitchen area. She'd expected that he would opt for tea, actually, which is why she'd already put the kettle on shortly after she got his message. All she has to do is pour the water into a mug and add a teabag, so all in all she won't be too long.]

[Dist nods and seats himself, waiting for her. He tried deserpately not to fidget, but it was hard. This felt so surreal. What should he talk about? He'll look up when Gelda returns, sitting up straight and waiting for her to hand him his cup.]

Thank you again, Professor. Please, tell me how you have been. It's...been quite some time since I last saw you. [Does she know? She recognized him right off the bat, even though he was a grown man, now.]

[Dist's suspicion isn't too unjustified; When Gelda first met the adult he'd become, she hadn't recognized him at all. Even now, she's a bit thrown off by how... eccentric he looks. When he reaches out, she carefully hands him the mug. It's still hot, after all.]

I've been quite well. It took a bit of time to get used to Luceti, as it's quite different from Auldrant. After I fell into the proper rhythm and found my place, though, I discovered this village's charms.

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