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[iattractmushi]

[The white-haired man peering out of the screen at you has a faintly dubious expression on what you can see of his face, like he wasn't actually sure this would work.]

Uh... hey. [A slight pause, like he's not sure what to say.] I'm not used to talking for this kind of thing... I guess... I'm new here? The name's Ginko. Looks like I'm stuck here with the rest of you for a while, so I'd really like to get to know as many people as possible.

I've been assigned to be one of your medics. Hopefully I won't meet too many people because of that, though.

[But if this is the kind of place he thinks it is, he doesn't have his hopes up about that.

Another, smaller hesitation.]

Ah... if anyone here recognizes the name Edensphere... I'd definitely like to meet you. You might know me as Cloud, in that case.

[He kind of nods to the screen, and cuts the feed.]

Comments

[notyetsore]

And it... it worked?

[It sounds unbelievable, but all he can think of to do is seek some kind of further confirmation. He glances over at Frisk, uncertain.]

...Maybe.

[iattractmushi]

I'm a good mushi-shi.

[He manages not to sound defensive, just stating a fact. He's back on comfortable ground now; he is a good mushi-shi, or he was. Same difference, at least until they're sent back to... wherever the ship might send them, when it does send them back.]

But I don't think you should worry about it for now. What happens back in our world... it doesn't matter as long as you're here.