[Joshua takes a moment to admire his home, something he realizes he hasn't done in a long while. It's changed over time, as many things in Songerein are won't to do. More so, those changes were less conscious decisions and more adaptations the treehouse made itself. Undoubtedly, it was in reaction to something about Joshua--the Rosarian colors and seemingly deliberate construction hint at that much--but he's unsure as to what.]
[Regardless, he's grateful for it.]
Come this way. It's just around the back.
['It' referring to a stable that edges into view as the duo make their way around the tree's trunk]
[Inside that stable? A young chocobo that trills and trots up to them upon hearing a familiar voice, and seeing a new face.]
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[Joshua takes a moment to admire his home, something he realizes he hasn't done in a long while. It's changed over time, as many things in Songerein are won't to do. More so, those changes were less conscious decisions and more adaptations the treehouse made itself. Undoubtedly, it was in reaction to something about Joshua--the Rosarian colors and seemingly deliberate construction hint at that much--but he's unsure as to what.]
[Regardless, he's grateful for it.]
Come this way. It's just around the back.
['It' referring to a stable that edges into view as the duo make their way around the tree's trunk]
[Inside that stable? A young chocobo that trills and trots up to them upon hearing a familiar voice, and seeing a new face.]