EVENTS:

Emilia looks down, biting her lip and clenching her fists.

Emilia: "If... If Master will walk, Emilia will crawl. Master stays in his chair."


The maids lift him before he has a chance to react, and all the palanquins leave the room. Emilia walks a short distance behind.


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The party is deposited in front of their respective rooms. Rosa's now has Eigla's plaque under her own.

Curie still seems completely out of it. She might need some help getting into bed.

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Everyone piles into Curie's room, helping carry her into bed. She feels exceedingly heavy now, and her slimy tentacles stain the white sheets.

Rosa: "How are you feeling?"

Curie grumbles, opening her eyes then looking away while blushing.

Curie: "I am - UNAPPROVED SELF-REFERRAL METHOD. RETRYING. - Unit is angry. And dizzy. And, other things, that unit doesn't know how to describe."



Eigla checks herself out on a large, fullbody mirror. The fancy kimono complements her figure perfectly, though, like Rosa's, it is still a bit loose. The red thread seems attached to one of the flower decorations. It would probably fall off if pulled on.

EVENTS:

Eigla decides to let sleeping dogs lie, at least for the moment. She makes sure both her jacket and her old, ragged uniform are safely stowed in her Coffin, then looks for sewing supplies. There is, indeed a small tin can in a drawer, containing a sewing needle and some thread. It is old and rusty, at odds with the neatness of the rest of the room.


Curie turns to look angrily at Klimt.

Curie: "You! You, you don't know anything! About, about how I feel, or - *BURP* - or h-how to behave! I won't hear any of it!"

EVENTS:

Eigla excuses herself and goes to the bathroom. She actually does need to use the toilet, so it's as good a chance as any. Opening a cabinet door to block the line of sight from the mirror, she sits down and gently tugs on the thread. The flower falls onto her lap, revealing carefully sewn letters on its back.

CHIAKI - MY NAME
DESURI - PSYCHOPATH - DOES NOT SEE AS PEOPLE
FED ME - TRICKED ME - I TRIED LEAVE - ATE MY BODY - MADE INTO SERVANT
SEES ONLY SKILLS - BODIES - TURNS INTO THINGS - ESCAPE
PULL THREAD AFTER READ

Another small red thread follows. Tugging at it seems to make the writing looser, and would probably erase it all if pulled with sufficient strength.



Meanwhile, curie pouts, then starts crying softly.

Curie: "It's because I-I'm ugly, isn't it? Y-y-you think I'm hideous, disgusting! Go on! Say it to my face, stupid Klimt!"


Emilia blinks confusedly.

Emilia: "I, I had some to eat? Desuri left a dish at my hospital room, and I was a bit hungry?"