I dreamed of a world so far from here that's not on the map

[matchbreaker]

To my Fellows,

What is "good" and what is "evil" is something that can be debated for longer than most of you will ever live, as is the nature of men. These debates are without meaning in my eyes. Despite that man's belief, men are not born to be good or evil, and what flaws they have in personality or character are things that can be overcome through their choices. Both for better and, as we've seen, for worse.

Life is not without suffering, but I should hope that every one of you is loved by someone. Loves someone. Many of you probably know that some of those loved ones are entering into an experience similar to our own. The terror of that is an undeniable sword which hangs above our heads.

Do not isolate yourselves, and hold onto what belief will best inspire you. And if you wish to join us for another one of these gatherings, meet us in the dining hall at 8PM.

Sincerely yours,
Elda Marker

PS: Those who can taste will once more provide food.

[ Well that sure is a lot of words which is being put under your doors, put on the fridge, and generally distributed around. It... uh, sure is a letter? It's in the same impossibly perfect cursive as last week, and is written with an almost angry bravado. Because even if she was vindicated at the end there, she was vindicated by a (by his own admission) evil priest. So. That feels bad.

Anyway, with some effort, the dining hall (which now has a lot of candles at Cabanela's little shrine, even with adding the two more here) is filled with food: Susan's got the booze as usual but also a big pot of mac and cheese. Adelina's done her noble best with some finger sandwiches. Yuri's brought some sweets that Estelle might've made. As for Elda, well, she still basically can't cook, so what she provides instead is:

A few board games including a Settlers of Catan, Sorry, and Candyland knock off. I guess we're playing games. Or at least she's suggesting it, who knew? ]

Comments

[hesperos]

[ She is, but Yuri's the one who opened the door. ]

Yeah, she would.

[ ... ]

Guess I should thank you. But, right now you don't have to worry too much.

[destage]

[...A fair point.]

...You don't have to if you don't want. It's...what friends are for, if nothing else.

[She doesn't comment on the worry bit, but...well, she'll smile a bit.]

E-even if we're more just...acquaintances, probably, but...you know. Same principle.

[hesperos]

... We're friends. Just thought you should know.

[ He considers them to be that much, anyway. ]

[destage]

[...That gets something a bit more genuine out of Sayaka, and she winds up bowing her head.]

...We're absolutely friends, then. [She picks her head back up, beaming.] Take care, alright? You've...been such a good help to me, and I hope I can do the same for you.

[hesperos]

You take care too, Sayaka.

[ He's a bit tired, but he manages a slight smile, for a moment. ]

I'll be fine. [ He pauses, because it was just him saying out of habit if anything. ] But if there's anything bothering you, just let me know. Or I guess I'll just figure it out later when we talk sometime again.