[He'll recognise them as the ones she'd previously worked on, on their trip to the barrier. Kefka burned them all with his temper tantrum. Interestingly, she appears to be recreating them largely from memory alone. And as she looks over that statement of his, her eyes will snap back down to her handiwork, voice distracted as she mutters.]
Well, you know me and sleep. One day I'll learn to go to bed at a decent time.
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Well, you know me and sleep. One day I'll learn to go to bed at a decent time.