EVENTS:

Eigla finds a suitably-sized tree trunk, then chops it into 4 wheel-shaped slices with Rosa II. They're... not the BEST wheels around, but not too bad considering they were made with only a katana. If she had proper tools, she could try to make spoked wagon wheels, though it could take a while.


Meanwhile, low, indistict sounds come through the window. The tentacles begin to retract.

Curie: "You're right. You're, right.

He's still here. Still okay. I don't need to do this.

I wish, I had more information on this. On how to deal with this. With myself. There's nothing in the books, or in the instructional videos."

EVENTS:

Eigla begins working on a second wagon, similar to the first. They're rather crude affairs, but she can push them around reasonably easily, and carry a modest load.



Meanwhile, a sigh comes from within the bathroom.

Curie: "Yes. You're right. It's... It's only my legs anyways, I think I can- Okay, they're shrinking back down.
Okay.

Okay.


Thank you, OPERATOR Rosa."

Klimt is moderately surprised as the bathroom door slowly opens and Curie walks out, looking... Normal? Very normal, actually, with no signs of distress. Even her voice is level and disinterested.

Curie: "OPERATOR Klimt. Did you wish to speak with me - Uhm, I mean, with Unit?"

EVENTS:

TWO WAGONS DONE. IMPRESSIVE.

Pierre and a few Dolls have stopped to watch as Eigla mercilessly converts timber into wheeled implements.



Meanwhile, Curie looks away, but is unable to mask her smile.

Curie: "...Acknowledged. Does, OPERATOR Klimt have any suggestions as to what to do, first?"

EVENTS:

Satisfied, Rosa goes check on Eigla, and finds her Shield standing proudly atop a mountain of crude wooden carts in the middle of the village.

Pierre: "I think she got carried away."


Meanwhile, Curie nods.

Curie: "Suggestion rating: Acceptable."