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[virtualunknown]

[Apparently, MakubeX finally has his laptop doing something. He's sitting in his room, typing away. His Cambot is keeping its distance.]

That makes the most sense. Everything appears stable, so maybe... [And he notices the Cambot.] How long have you been there?

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[punsofiron]

[Liz chinfists at the camera with a big smile and sing-song voice] What-cha dooooin'?

[virtualunknown]

Working.

[punsofiron]

On whaaaaat~?

[She's not gonna drop that tone, Mak. Prepare to have the hell bugged out of you.]

[virtualunknown]

It's personal.

[punsofiron]

[Le sulk] What, you can't tell little old me?

[virtualunknown]

If it didn't involve others, I would.

[punsofiron]

Is that an invitation? [Don't make her come over there, young man!]

[virtualunknown]

[Sigh.] No, it isn't. Sorry...

[punsofiron]

Alright, alright.

Can I help it if I'm a bit nosy?

[virtualunknown]

It's understandable.

[skysmirror]

[Curious Xion is curious]

What are you working on?

[virtualunknown]

Just some calculations.

[skysmirror]

For what?

[If it's something that'll help them get home, no fair keeping it all to himself.]

[virtualunknown]

I... noticed something.

[skysmirror]

What did you...

[Realization dawns, and she lowers her voice for the next question.]

You met Kairi?

[virtualunknown]

...I did.

[skysmirror]

Oh.

Could...You mind if I come over?

[This really isn't a topic for Cambot.]

[virtualunknown]

Not at all. Door's open.

[skysmirror]

[It's not long before she arrives without Cambot.]

Hey.

[virtualunknown]

Hi. [Shoos his out.]

...so, I think you can guess what I'm doing.

[skysmirror]

[She nods.]

Can I take a look?

[virtualunknown]

It's mostly a bunch of numbers, but go ahead. I can explain it, if you'd like.

[skysmirror]

Thanks.

[She offers a small smile, and goes to look at the computer.]

So, what do all of these numbers mean?

[virtualunknown]

Probabilities, mostly.

[skysmirror]

Probabilities? You mean, the chance that something could happen depending on the situation?

[virtualunknown]

That's right. So far, everything looks to be fine.

[skysmirror]

Fine meaning...You think you've found a way I might not have to fade?

[virtualunknown]

[Scratches the back of his neck.] Sort of. Something seems to be keeping things stable, so there appears to be little risk of you fading, at least while you're here.

...however... It's possible things could change at any time.

[skysmirror]

[She nods. He's at least confirmed what she'd thought about the whole situation.]

We don't know a lot about this place, after all.

[virtualunknown]

Not yet, at least.

[skysmirror]

[She sighs.]

It'd be nice to know where to start looking for answers.

[A pause.]

Without talking to the scientists.

[virtualunknown]

Leave that to me. I did make a promise, after all.

[skysmirror]

Does that mean I can't at least help?

[virtualunknown]

Of course you can help.

[skysmirror]

Good. Because I want to, as much as I can.

[virtualunknown]

Actually, there is one major thing you can do: Tell me anytime something feels off. If you feel ill, anything like that.

[skysmirror]

Okay. I've dealt with changes because of how my friend and I were affecting each other, so I can let you know if something like that happens again.

[virtualunknown]

Perfect. That would be a big help. [He sighs...] If only I had access to the right materials...

[skysmirror]

[She puts a hand on his shoulder.]

You're doing your best.

[virtualunknown]

[He smiles.]

I'm trying, at least.

[skysmirror]

[She smiles back.]

[virtualunknown]

Well, then, since we know everything is fine for the time being, I could go for some ice cream. Care to join me?

[skysmirror]

Sure! I want to try the peanut-butter flavored kind this time.

[She's slowly working her way through all the options, but he probably knows this.]

Want to just assume they had a good time? ^^;

[virtualunknown]

That does sound good.

[He does, but it gives him the chance to try new things, too, so he doesn't mind.]

Sure! :)

[skysmirror]

[Off in search of ice cream they go.]