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[grumpgoon]

[Somewhere near the edge of things, there's a small, simple farmstead. It's surrounded by trees, as if the owner was specifically trying to hide away somewhere. There's a few fields, a barn... and a white haired man working the land. He has a couple of sheep faithfully following him everywhere as he works, bleating softly at him.]

Yes yes, I'll make sure you get fed, silly creatures.

[And yes, he's talking to the sheep. Well, you found his hiding place, will you say hello?]

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[astralera]

[ The voice stops her short so suddenly that had it not been for her tail providing counterbalance she would have tripped head over heel onto the ground. Era knows that this Estinien will not know her (has come to terms with likely never reuniting with any friends from her home) but that still does not make it any easier when she turns to face him only to see no recognition on his face.

She does her best to hide how much she recognizes him, though realizes fairly quickly that it's a rather futile effort considering the name of her silver tabby cat. ]

...Yes.

[grumpgoon]

[He squints at her for a moment. She's apparently from his home world, unless there were other places with people fashioned like the AuRa.]

Hmmm. Interesting.

[astralera]

It seemed... fitting, to name him after someone I miss from my universe. [ She hopes she phrased that in a way Estinien will pick up on. It has been some time since Era has felt so... awkward. Embarrassed, almost. She fidgets with her hands, picking at scales that have yet to fully grow back in, and very carefully ignores the fluff of down she pulls out from between them.

She clicks her tongue, calling her cat to her. It obeys, sort of. It definitely turns its attention to her and begins trotting back to her, stubby kitten tail stuck straight up in the air as is the way with kittens.

It gets distracted by a grasshopper and falls all over itself to try jumping at it. Try being the key word there. ]

...Though there are clearly some glaring discrepancies between him and his namesake.

[grumpgoon]

[He stares for a moment, trying to place her, but it's not working. She just... isn't there in his memories. Then, he turns his attention back to the kitten. The easily distracted kitten, apparently.]

Hmph. Give him time and he'll be all over everything.

[astralera]

I imagine so. And at least he will grow up to be smaller than a Coeurl.

[ The Coeurl Kitten she raised grew up into a large, half-wild Coeurl who was much harder to manage. Mostly because it never grew out of its desire to sit on her lap. ]

...I am from an Eorzea parallel to yours.

[grumpgoon]

[A chuckle.]

A coeurl might squish someone of your stature. [Yes, he's calling you short.]

...I see. That would be why you apparently know me, I don't know you.

[astralera]

Perhaps with great effort.

[ he doesn't even know her and already with the short jokes, jeez. ]

If you have any questions... I do not like knowing you while you know nothing of me. It feels... unfair to you.

[ and oh, look. estinyan has begun harassing the sheep rather ineffectively. the joys of being a kitten. ]

[grumpgoon]

[He's an elezen. And it's in his blood to be an asshat sometimes.]

Hmmm.

Tell me, did your Eorzea have someone named the "Warrior of Light?"

[He pauses before asking another question because the big black sheep look like he was getting annoyed.]

Aymeric, don't do what you're thinking, silly animal.

[astralera]

Yes, as did the second Eorzea I found myself in.

[ And the name is enough to give Era a bit of a jolt. She hadn't thought of Aymeric in... a while. Not since she last teleported to the Foundation's steps, drained of aether, stripped of scales, and nude. She... actually doesn't remember anything after that, but when she woke up on the bus she was clothed, at least.

She just remembers not wanting Aymeric to see her like that. ]

I was the second Azure Dragoon of my world.

[ Era hopes that is clue enough for Estinien as to who she was in her own world. She hates referring to herself as the Warrior of Light. While she is happy to bear the burden of it, but it feels wrong to say it herself. As if she's flaunting it.

Besides, she hasn't been the Warrior of Light in many months now. ]