Anyway, the children's faces light up when they see that! But as soon as Shu takes a seat, his vision blurs slightly and... now he's watching different children sitting around this same table...
Child Sol is there, looking worried, with his hand on a black-haired boy's shoulder. This other boy seems to be arguing with a child version of Zink!-- the man who dueled Sol in that other memory Shu saw earlier.
A girl who looks kind of like Selka interrupts bossily, with a few curt words. Zink blushes and leaves with his empty plate. The black-haired boy grins mockingly, and murmurs something that's. probably mean... Sol starts saying something that seems to be a very half-hearted attempt to deny whatever he said, but then the girl once again interrupts with words that make both Sol and the black-haired boy turn to stare at her with surprise.
The black-haired boy belatedly complains at her, and he and the girl start to argue.
Sol lets go of the boy's shoulder, looking between the girl and the boy several times. Then he sighs to himself, and turns his attention back to his food.]
"Mister? Mister, your food..."
[Apparently, while Shu was watching this, food was served! It's fried whitefish doused with a fragrant herb sauce. The children get one bread roll, but he gets two. Sister Azalia and Selka are already seated-- it seems prayer time is already over.]
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Anyway, the children's faces light up when they see that! But as soon as Shu takes a seat, his vision blurs slightly and... now he's watching different children sitting around this same table...
Child Sol is there, looking worried, with his hand on a black-haired boy's shoulder. This other boy seems to be arguing with a child version of Zink!-- the man who dueled Sol in that other memory Shu saw earlier.
A girl who looks kind of like Selka interrupts bossily, with a few curt words. Zink blushes and leaves with his empty plate. The black-haired boy grins mockingly, and murmurs something that's. probably mean... Sol starts saying something that seems to be a very half-hearted attempt to deny whatever he said, but then the girl once again interrupts with words that make both Sol and the black-haired boy turn to stare at her with surprise.
The black-haired boy belatedly complains at her, and he and the girl start to argue.
Sol lets go of the boy's shoulder, looking between the girl and the boy several times. Then he sighs to himself, and turns his attention back to his food.]
"Mister? Mister, your food..."
[Apparently, while Shu was watching this, food was served! It's fried whitefish doused with a fragrant herb sauce. The children get one bread roll, but he gets two. Sister Azalia and Selka are already seated-- it seems prayer time is already over.]