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[Nami's had quite enough of sleeping. It's kind of disconcerting to be told it's now September, and it doesn't help that she's spent the time since Ling's rude wake-up call still sleeping most of her day away. So tired, all the time. Prone to falling asleep mid-shower, and that is annoying, to say the least.

Oh, well. A week has gone past and she can finally get through most of the day with no problems, so Nami takes advantage of the fact that there is no Chopper to tell her otherwise (and no Katara or Law at the house at the time) to sneak up to the orchard and see how it's fared in her near-two-month absence.

...huh. Been hot lately, she sees. And a lot less mikan up here than she was expecting. Nothing too alarming, and the place seems okay otherwise, pinwheels and all. Someone even fixed her cottage door, lookit that.

Welp. Observant villagers might see the low-lying rainclouds to the northeast of the village, a tiny little storm that barely covers an acre. It's too hot today anyway, may as well take advantage of the fact that she can cheat.]

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Thanks, whoever fixed my door. Did you take some of the fruit as payment or should I blame someone else for that?

[Tell her what she's missed, Luceti.]

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Ah... no. I still live at house six. But I had this built for-- for someone. [Ahah. She follows that on quickly.] But I find it's really useful, just for a time out, or shelter from the rain in this kind of weather. Or...whatever I need it for, really. We threw a party up here a few weeks ago. [...wait. She amends that.] A few months ago.

[And to the kitchen they go, where she's left the drinks on the kitchen sideboard. We hope you like mikan slushies, Guy.]

[Alrighty, Guy knows how to take a hint. And a slushie. It's freakin' amazing, btw.]

It's a nice little getaway. Really peaceful, smells great. [The citrus and all.]

[The full story isn't something she's trying to hide so much as thinking maybe she shouldn't offload it on the poor guy the first conversation they have.]

Isn't it? I spend a lot of my days up here. And still front up in the bar most nights.

Which reminds me. Are you going back to Good Spirits? ...actually, how long have you been back?

Just a few days, but I've already wormed my way back in. Well- two staff members have approved me, anyway.

[Wow this drink is freakin' delicious.]

Just need to get yours, I think.

[It should be. Nami's mikan slushies bring all the boys to the -- wait, no.] My approval? As far as I'm concerned, the place never stopped being yours.

...though I might resign now you're back.

[WHAT NO]

Huh- why? Haha, don't want to work with me?

[Nami laughs, stirring around the last of her slushie.] Maybe I just like being your customer too much.

That's a pity. Maybe I should hold off then; I'd kind of like to see what it's like to be your customer.

Terrible. I overcharge and tend to sass the public way too much.

Maybe I'll make someone else be your customer and observe from a distance.

That's no fun. I'll get stagefright.

[Guy taps the bottom of the glass to dislodge the last of his slurpee and his expression loses a bit of its playfulness.] ...so why would you want to quit if I joined back up, really?

Don't take me so seriously...! [She does have reasons. They're playful ones! And possibly slightly awkward ones. But it's as she thinks to give him one that she'll realise that probably uh... sounds a bit much.] Seriously, I'm just used to having you as my bartender. It feels weird being on the same side of the counter, but it's not like I won't get used to it in about five minutes.

[Though she might be colouring very slightly.]

Ah, good. I- well, I guess because it's been a while, but I was worried it was because of the phobia thing. [Nami's seen him working with Buffy, but sometimes it's hard to remember that. It was a while ago, but at the same time it was just a month ago.]

No fear there. Though I'll do my best not to accidentally tackle you or anything. [N-no hard feelings about that time under the tree, okay.]

...has it improved at all? I mean-- I guess I should ask how long you went home for.

Um, about six months. Ah- six Auldrant months, rather. Which is about a year here.

[So not really long enough to kick a phobia, unfortunately.]

Oh, that's right. I forgot you're technically an old man. [Teasing, teasing. She rests her head on one hand and smiles at him.] I guess it must've taken a while for all the memories to seep back in again, then.

Still in the process of it, actually. It's kind of weird. [But not unfamiliar.]

I know how you feel. It took me a bit to remember some people. I'll just be glad you know who I am this time.

Sorry I didn't before. [Guy has a feeling he'll be saying that a lot while he's here.]

Don't apologise for something that isn't your fault. Seriously. [She collects both glasses and takes them to the sink.] It's not like you forgot people here on purpose.

I can't help it. My disappearing has caused a lot of trouble for people.

[...she can think of one or two. Nami wonders, suddenly, if anyone told him that Asch burned the house when he left.]

They might be extra happy to see you return, then.

Some of them.

[Guy rests his chin in his hand and looks away with a smile. He's not about to think he's friends with everyone in Luceti; and he can think of one person he hasn't heard from yet, who he'd hoped would be willing to talk to him.

Guess not.]

[Nami glances at Guy, then turns back to the sink, rinsing the glasses..]

...Asch?

[She can't quite stop herself from asking.]

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