Mercedes & Ingrid C / houses.fedatamine.com

Ingrid, Mercedes enter the scene

Nightfall? Already? Suppose I'd better wrap up...

Good work with your training today, Ingrid. Here's something to wipe up the sweat.

Whoa, Mercedes? Hi? Hello. How long have you been, um— Thank you!

You're very welcome! I've been here since you started.

That long? Huh. Well, my apologies for not having noticed you. I get so caught up in training, you know.

But why are you here? I can't imagine it was too terribly interesting watching me.

I disagree. I just couldn't help but admire your training technique.

I have to say, you were very impressive. I'm nowhere near as graceful as you.

Graceful? I wouldn't say that, but thank you.

If I'm to be honest, I'm the one who admires you.

Goodness! Me? How so?

You're always so put together—you hold yourself with such poise and have such a keen eye for fashion.

I mean, even the handkerchief you handed me smells like...lavender, is it? It's just lovely.

That perfume is a favorite of mine. I'm so glad you like it.

Even the fact that you thought to put perfume on your handkerchief is delightfully foreign to me. I'd never have thought of that.

I'll gladly share some with you. You're welcome to come visit my room whenever you'd like.

We can have tea and chat! How does that sound?

Ah, that sounds really nice, yes.

Sipping tea and having a chat—it's unlike me, but it sounds lovely.

From now on, we'll meet up whenever we have time. We can go right now if you're free?

Oh, no need to trouble yourself and rearrange things for me.

It's no trouble at all! You'll never know if you're the type who enjoys chatting over tea if you never try.

Hehe! All right, then!