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[euphemia]

[ The feed flickers on to show a young girl wearing a long, eloquent gown seated in what appears to be the front yard of the home she was assigned. By appearances alone, one can assume quite a bit about who or what she might have been in her homeworld. There is a bit of murmuring off camera by the likes of her Mog who appears to be guiding her with using the device. ]

—starting. Ah! Wonderful! And there we are. Now you are connected, my lady. Please, go right ahead.

[ Euphemia smiled off camera to the Moogle and mumbled a quiet thank you, then turned her attention back to the screen. ]

Hello everyone! I, ah ... I just wanted to introduce myself properly since I believe most of us are in a similar predicament. It's been a very ... a very strange day, [ and her expression twists a little because that word doesn't even seem right. It will do for now. ] but I like to hope that I can end it on a reasonably good note.

I hope everyone has settled in well or going to. I intend to do so myself. I wanted to thank everyone that I had the opportunity to meet today. Your company, whether brief or not, was welcomed and one I will hold dear. I hope we can meet again soon while we are here.

As for the rest, perhaps we might get acquainted using this, ah... this—what is it called again? [ She turns to look off camera to where her Moogle is apparently floating ]

An iMog, my lady.

Oh! Yes. iMog slate! [ She smiles. ]

It's a pleasure to meet all of you! I'm Euphemia. But please, call me Euphy.

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[modelcivilian]

You too? [Oh good, he's not the only person who's been shut-in most of their life.]

I went grocery shopping for the first time. It was an experience.

[euphemia]

[ Everyone has done this shopping here already except her. Man she needs to get out more. But she’s working on it! ]

Is it enjoyable? I’ll admit, I’m not too sure what to expect if the food is anything like I ate in the cafeteria. But the locals have been very accomdating with donations and guidance. [ Maybe too helpful. But help was appreciated and definitely needed. ]

Have you ... found anyone you know?

[modelcivilian]

It was a little overwhelming to be honest. And there were a lot of things unique to this world that, if I went on my own, I don't think I would've known where to start or what to get.

[He paused at her question, but then looked away slightly.]

I haven't. It's weird, but... everyone's been nice so far.

[euphemia]

Everyone has been wonderful, yes. [ And accommodating to great extremes. But she can’t but notice that slight uneasiness. Perhaps it was rude of her to ask ] I’m sure this is all temporary and we’ll be home before you know it. Until then, there’s no reason we can’t try to make the best of our situation.

[modelcivilian]

... Yeah, we all have to do our best. Otherwise, we might never leave.

[euphemia]

[ Never leave. It’s a grim thought but a major possibility. ]

If you don’t mind me asking, where are you from? [ Small talk is better. ]

[modelcivilian]

[With all the 'being from different worlds', yeah, that would be an interesting topic.]

I'm from Paris, France.

[euphemia]

Oh! Paris! I'm familiar with that city! Perhaps you're from my world?

[modelcivilian]

You know it? Wow, we might be!

[euphemia]

[ Actually you know what she's going to say it Euphemia smiles. Maybe all isn't lost! ] Yes! Then you're familiar with Britannia!

[modelcivilian]

[Oh yeah His expression... immediately becomes that of confusion.]

Like Great Britain? I've been there before, but not as often as my father has.

[euphemia]

Great... Britain? [ Looks utterly confused. ] Is that ... what Paris calls the Holy Britannian Empire?

[modelcivilian]

Er... no? What's the Holy Britannian Empire? I know the Holy Roman Empire, but unless you're talking about the British monarchy? I might be a little lost.

[euphemia]

[ And now she's beyond confused. Yet didn't she hear that word before? "British?" Brows furrowed, she lowers to look at the ground thoughtfully. ]

Other worlds...

[modelcivilian]

It's starting to sound like that...

[At least she was familiar with Paris? T-That's a positive... maybe.]

[euphemia]

[ Well, so much for a little hope. She's quick to push the sad thought away and try to smile regardless. ]

Still, Paris is a lovely place.

[modelcivilian]

[No more bad feelings... even if he's actually all alone here.]

It is. It's kind of hard to be away from it.

[euphemia]

[ And yet he is. Still, he appears to be doing the same thing. Smiling despite the bad. ]

Well. Until they figure out how to return us home, I suppose we'll have to make the best of this. Perhaps you and I might work together on that?

[modelcivilian]

[He nods.]

Of course. I'd like to hear about the Holy Britannian Empire and your world.

[euphemia]

[ That actually makes her smile a bit. ] You do? I would love to hear about your Paris! To see if they’re similar!

[modelcivilian]

Sure, that sounds like it could be fun.

[Because that's his Paris like in another world?]

[euphemia]

[ Definitely his Paris. Just you know. Conquered by Britannia. No big deal. ]

Well, my home is ... [ A giant mess. ] It's very lovely. [ Right? ]

[modelcivilian]

[... She seemed hesitant to say that. Uh, he doesn't know if it would be nice to say something about it.]

That's good. What's your favorite place back home?

[euphemia]

[ This was a far easier question. It even makes her smile. ]

My favorite area so far is Area 11.

[modelcivilian]

[Cool, they're on a positive topic.]

Neat. What's Area 11 like?