AUDIENCE: SHARON

[retellers]

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[retellers]

Honestly, sounds like a disaster waiting to happen. [ but they sound amused. ] I can picture you as their babysitter.

[maidforservice]

[god they are not wrong]

Babysitting isn't entirely outside of the realm of a maid's duties, though I feel they would all protest the usage of such a word.

[nevertheless, she seems amused]

[retellers]

Oh? At this point, I feel like I should ask what can't you do.

[maidforservice]

[smiles a little slyly, somewhat hidden by the cupcake]

Oh, I assure you there are many things I can't do. For example, I wouldn't call myself much of a fisherman.

[retellers]

Truly, a fatal flaw.

[maidforservice]

If I were to ever be stranded in the wild, truly I would not survive.

[retellers]

Haha, well, that makes two of us.

[maidforservice]

Oh?

[an amused little smile]

Is that something you know instinctively, or have you remembered more about yourself?

[retellers]

I lived in a city. That, I remember now.

[maidforservice]

Oh my.

[she seems pleased!]

That is better than nothing. Can you tell me about the city in which you lived?

[retellers]

I'm afraid I don't remember much about the city itself. Most of my regained memories center around my job.

[maidforservice]

Then tell me about that, instead. [she asks as she nibbles on a cupcake] I'm ever-so-curious to learn more about you.

[retellers]

[ a laugh ]

You might be disappointed. Compared to the other Leaders, I'm fairly certain I'm a rather boring person. 𝅘𝅥𝅮

[maidforservice]

Somehow, I doubt that. And it isn't the other Leaders with whom I've taken an interest, anyway.

[retellers]

Flattery like this is why you're my favourite. ♥

[ a pause. ]

But simply put, I worked for an anonymous helpline for about a year, if you know what that is.

[maidforservice]

[. . . ARE THEY BEING SERIOUS??? she blinks a bit, for once in her life taken a little off guard (which shows in the way her expression slackens). but she composes herself quickly, placing a hand against her cheek and tilting her head to the side with a thoughtful look]

I'm afraid I don't. I'm not sure we have such a thing back in Erebonia.

[retellers]

[ haha! she'll just have to wonder! ]

Hm... do you have phones?

[maidforservice]

[:/]

"Phones". . . ?

[SHE'LL. MAKE THE CONNECTION BETWEEN "PHONE" AND "PHS" AND "ARCUS" IN A BIT, HER WORLD TECHNOLOGY IS WEIRD]

[retellers]

They're devices you use to call someone--to communicate with them across distances.

[maidforservice]

Oh, I see! Similar to an Arcus-- or this PHS you gave us.

[a nod of understanding, finally]

Go on, then. Your job required you to communicate anonymously with people over these "phones?"

[retellers]

[ they nod. ]

Essentially, people call to talk about their problems and we listen to them. Sometimes people want advice, and at other times, they just want to be able to air everything out to a stranger who won't judge them.

[maidforservice]

[huh. . .]

What a curious concept. And yet, I imagine it's useful for those who feel better simply by talking about what ills them.

[a pause]

But was it difficult, to have to listen to people's troubles day in and out?

[to carry the burden of their pain. . .?]

[retellers]

[ they smile. ]

I won't say it wasn't tiring sometimes, but I liked being able to help people. It wasn't a job I kept only out of necessity.

[maidforservice]

How kind of you.

[another little smile. more flashes of that familiarity to Rean. . .]

I suppose it's unsurprising that you worked in a field that focused on helping others, when you also agreed to be our guide through the Realm.

[retellers]

Haha, there are definitely some similarities.

[ all the murder and death sure is new, though! ]

Though you give me too much credit, really.