[Action -- Since Ovelia really hasn't done anything in...well, forever.]

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[Ever since she had arrived in Figaro, Ovelia had been restless. It was true that she hadn't attended the meeting before, with Ramza and the others (it probably would have been in her best interests to), but her feet had often wandered, sending her in various places throughout the castle. No matter how much she looked at it, it was fascinating; everything seemed much more vibrant...much more alive than where she was in Zeltennia.

She stopped in mid-step, glancing out the window to blink into the afternoon sunshine.]

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[She lets out a small sigh.]

I am sorry. It is a sad, lonely thing...

[Ovelia took a moment to get on the roof, adjusting her balance as she looks out towards the desert.]

I can only imagine how a full starry sky would look in a place like this.

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[Terra follows her gaze, leaning against the structure as she stares outward, a smile forming on her lips.]

It's beautiful--they're so bright! We're far enough away from the town so that their lights don't interfere.

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It has been a long time since I have truly glanced upon the stars...mostly it was through windows in the monastery.

[And then when she left it, she'd been spending more of her time in forests or trying to find escape plans, or worrying about dying than really looking up.]

I can only hope I shall stay here long enough to where I shall have a chance to truly look upon their splendor. At least, before my companions and myself leave.

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I hope you do, also. It's something you won't easily forget, if you have the chance.

[Terra glances back over to the girl, curious.]

Where will you go?

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[Ovelia shakes her head.]

I am uncertain. My comrades are who determine the destination--I simply follow, in hopes that I can be of some help to them.

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[She nods.]

I understand. Were it not for Figaro, I would probably be doing the same thing. But...this is my home, or at least I want it to be.

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Home...hm?

[Ovelia glances down a moment, as though in thought.]

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[Terra glances over, curious but reluctant to pry more than the girl might feel comfortable with.]

...Ovelia?

Sorry--wrong icon. ><

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[She lets out a small squeak, realizing that she had been drifting off in her own thoughts, even when someone was right in front of her!

She faces Terra in an instant, giving an immediate smile of apology:]

I am sorry. I...

[Embarrassed, she glances down towards her feet.]

I was merely thinking. I did not mean to act so strange.

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[Terra shakes her head, smiling back.]

It's alright.

...you were thinking of home?

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[She nods, a bit meek.]

...Yes.

[There's a pause--a hesitation, almost a nervousness in her tone. Maybe she shouldn't talk so much, but it's been so long since she's really had another girl to talk to...and maybe, since Terra was like her, she'd understand.

She didn't know much of her own world...maybe she was in a similar situation?

Courage welling up, Ovelia decided to try.]

Though it is strange...a part of me does not quite consider it home. It is where I was born, it is where I was reared and educated...

But my attachments are few. It is as though being away has lifted something from my shoulders.

[Edited, and carefully worded, but not a lie.

But it's hard to really feel comfortable in a world where half the continent wants you dead.]

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[Terra nods, slowly. Since Ovelia shares that much, Terra opens up to her in turn.]

The place where I lived most of my live...it's not home to me, either. It's simply where I was raised. I have no desire to see it again.

I hope that you do find a place to call home, in Gaia.