Blech! It tastes nothing like a candy bar. [ She knows what good candy bars taste like okay!! This is what happens when your world has a town with a chocolate fountain in the main square... ]
A year. When he arrived one December ago, he never thought for a second he'd still be here, after all this time. The last time he walked the Order's halls, the last time he saw an Akuma's soul, it feels like a lifetime ago...
[he doesn't know if this is a happy anniversary or not. He sure hadn't planned on still being alive. And really after an extra year of living...he can't figure out if it's a good thing or not]
...My cooking or actually getting cooked food?
It's snowy. Very, very snowy.
And for some reason, people keep making a big deal that there are yetis down here.
But I don't just want crab. I want crablettes. [ She might be able to settle with it having imitation crab... GASP! Even if it doesn't compare to the real thing. Better to have Kaneis' imitation crablettes than any cafeteria food. ]
There's rumors some version of the Initiative exists, but...the locals really don't like talking about it. We're still looking into whether or not they still really exist.
[he wonders if Allen is reaching the same conclusion he did awhile back: that their meddling with the timeline went hand-in-hand with erasing people. He had kept it to himself because he knew it would hurt Allen, especially when they had no other means to make things better]
[Just like he's keeping quiet about it now]
I will.
And I'm sure they are. Not everyone can be happy living in this frozen wasteland.
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