AUDIENCE: FIORA

[retellers]

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[bisouled]

No, I'm probably just wrong.

[ she shakes her head. ]

My name's Fiora, by the way. We talked a bit before, but I don't think I ever really introduced myself.

[retellers]

Then it's a pleasure to meet you. [ they smile sheepishly. ] I would give you my name, but I suppose I don't have one.

[bisouled]

[ a smile. ] That's okay. Fox almost sounds like a name, already, right?

[ it does to her, evidently. ]

Have you been enjoying the port?

[retellers]

It's nice. I can't say what, but something is familiar about the sea.

[bisouled]

Hehe. Same here. We've got it stretching out forever on all sides back where I'm from.

[ although they don't usually actually go down there... ]

Maybe you're from a place like this?

[retellers]

It's possible. Though it's not that familiar, so I expect that I probably didn't live right by the sea, or anything.

[bisouled]

But it would be fun if you did! Although I guess foxes don't usually live near the sea like that.

[ surely the fox mask is coming from somewhere. ]

[retellers]

Haha, I don't think I have an actual association with foxes... probably?

[bisouled]

Come on. You must! Otherwise, you'd all have the same mask, don't you think?

[retellers]

[ sheepishly, ]

I'm afraid I really don't know!

[bisouled]

Let's call it my intuition, then. You're a beach fox. [ nodding. ] And you've got a sort of boyish aura. I bet you're a little bit older than me, but not much.

[ fiora is assigning headcanons to fox ]

[retellers]

[ they hold up a hand to their mouth, as if stifling a laugh. ]

And where is this guess coming from?

[bisouled]

I just told you, right? My intuition! That's the vibe I get from you.

[retellers]

[ a smile ]

You have read our data, right?

[bisouled]

Of course... Not that it says very much. All it says is that you're the second oldest.

[retellers]

Haha, I assure you that not every Leader besides me and Goat is a minor. That would be rather concerning.

[bisouled]

See! You do remember some things!

[ wait. ]

-- I'm not that young! I'm an adult, you know.

[retellers]

Well, yes. We remember our ages--that's never been a secret.

Haha, right, of course. My apologies.

[bisouled]

Is this your way of saying you're actually much older than me?

[retellers]

A fair bit, yes.

[bisouled]

Huh... I'm not usually wrong. [ a beat. ] Well, take it as a compliment! You've got youthful energy.