[ There was something hauntingly unnatural about the village. Subaru had swiftly sensed it: the presence of some powerful magic bending the people around him. This may be a dream, but he feels it still, just as perceptible as it would be were he awake. Yet it seemed there was nothing he could do for them, so he wandered.
Straying away from the odd village takes him to the beach, and there, he finds a woman muttering something about banana brandy. He tries to imagine what that would be like, scrunching his nose briefly at what he envisions before smoothing out his expression. ]
Why consume it then?
[ His voice is a soft thing, nearly drowned out by the lapping of waves against the shore, as though he's hesitant to intrude. ]
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Straying away from the odd village takes him to the beach, and there, he finds a woman muttering something about banana brandy. He tries to imagine what that would be like, scrunching his nose briefly at what he envisions before smoothing out his expression. ]
Why consume it then?
[ His voice is a soft thing, nearly drowned out by the lapping of waves against the shore, as though he's hesitant to intrude. ]