[Console] Audio; OPEN

[edgeoftheknife]

Look, ah.

There's something I've been meaning to tell you, for... well, probably close to two hundred years, now. It's been on my mind a lot lately, and I think I need to just come clean about it.

So, here goes.

Anton?

You snore. A lot.

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[aquanimity]

[There's laughter in Aqua's voice as she responds.]

Is that really the sort of thing you want say in public about your employer?

[Aqua has seen the maid clothes, Ravel. Everyone who works there has.]

[edgeoftheknife]

He's only been my employer for the last week or so, technically. He's been a thorn in my beauty sleep schedule for centuries.

[aquanimity]

You should give him the benefit of the doubt; he might be trying to make up the lost hours by offering you [Okay, she can't completely hold in the brief giggle.] lovely clothing.

[This is a very silly conversation so far.]

[edgeoftheknife]

Ah yes, the apron. Frills aren't really my thing, I'll admit--not very flattering, are they? Still, I put my foot down on the stupid little cap.

...does the apron make my hips look wider? Be honest.

[aquanimity]

Still, it's the thought that counts, right?

I'm afraid I really couldn't say. It's not something I've taken notice of. [She sounds apologetic, but still upbeat.]

[edgeoftheknife]

What, Anton thinking that I should look ridiculous? I suppose that counts for something, yes. [a laugh]

Ah, then maybe it's not as bad as I feared. Still, maybe I'd better hit the gym after work one of these days. Do they have a gym here?

[aquanimity]

What else are friends for? [She laughs as well.]

There's a Foreigner-run dojo in the Wood Sector; it's a good place to train and keep yourself from going rusty.

[edgeoftheknife]

Oh I don't know. Moral support? Silent encouragement? Non-judgmental- [SNERK] I'm sorry, I can't even say that with a straight face.

Ah, good to know. We can't all be perfect without trying like Shudder--and he'll be the first to tell you.