Daybreak:Volume 1 Chapter 4 - Revision history

Aorii at 01:44, 19 March 2025

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	"I, I..."		"I, I..."

	Pascal stopped again as looked quizzically at the stuttering Kaede with growing impatience.		Pascal stopped again as he looked quizzically at the stuttering Kaede with growing impatience.

	"Just say it already."		"Just say it already."
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	"...Who does she think she is, sitting at the same table as us nobles?"		"...Who does she think she is, sitting at the same table as us nobles?"

	"Does it matter? She's still just a commoner, and a domestic servant as that."		"Does it matter? She's still just a commoner, and a domestic servant at that."

	"You know what young lords tend to do with servants that are a little cute...."		"You know what young lords tend to do with servants that are a little cute...."

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	Dusk had fallen by the time they left the library.		Dusk had fallen by the time they left the library.

	Kaede followed behind Pascal as she balanced four massive tomes in her small hands. With her concentration focused on her heels to prevent any missteps, she couldn't help but start to fall behind as her thin arms held up what felt like a boulder's weight.		Kaede followed behind Pascal as she balanced four massive tomes in her small hands. The thickest of them was a general history of Rhin-Lotharingie, the country that she was currently in. She had found over a dozen copies of it in the library. Their presence was an easy indication that Hyperion already had access to the printing press or its magical equivalent. Otherwise, there was no way such thick books could easily be replicated.

			-- Though that didn't stop the librarian from giving Kaede several suspicious stares as Pascal checked them out.

			With her concentration focused on her heels to prevent any missteps, she couldn't help but start to fall behind as her thin arms held up what felt like a boulder's weight.

	Her body was also bothering her with another pressure... and it was becoming harder to ignore by the second.		Her body was also bothering her with another pressure... and it was becoming harder to ignore by the second.
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	"I, I..."		"I, I..."

	Pascal stopped again as he looked quizzically at the stuttering Kaede with growing impatience.		Pascal stopped again as looked quizzically at the stuttering Kaede with growing impatience.

	"Just say it already."		"Just say it already."
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	"...Who does she think she is, sitting at the same table as us nobles?"		"...Who does she think she is, sitting at the same table as us nobles?"

	"Does it matter? She's still just a commoner, and a domestic servant at that."		"Does it matter? She's still just a commoner, and a domestic servant as that."

	"You know what young lords tend to do with servants that are a little cute...."		"You know what young lords tend to do with servants that are a little cute...."

Aorii at 01:41, 19 March 2025

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	Dusk had fallen by the time they left the library.		Dusk had fallen by the time they left the library.

	Kaede followed behind Pascal as she balanced four massive tomes in her small hands. The thickest of them was a general history of Rhin-Lotharingie, the country that she was currently in. She had found over a dozen copies of it in the library. Their presence was an easy indication that Hyperion already had access to the printing press or its magical equivalent. Otherwise, there was no way such thick books could easily be replicated.		Kaede followed behind Pascal as she balanced four massive tomes in her small hands. With her concentration focused on her heels to prevent any missteps, she couldn't help but start to fall behind as her thin arms held up what felt like a boulder's weight.

	~~-- Though that didn't stop the librarian from giving Kaede several suspicious stares as Pascal checked them out.~~

	With her concentration focused on her heels to prevent any missteps, she couldn't help but start to fall behind as her thin arms held up what felt like a boulder's weight.

	Her body was also bothering her with another pressure... and it was becoming harder to ignore by the second.		Her body was also bothering her with another pressure... and it was becoming harder to ignore by the second.
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	"I, I..."		"I, I..."

	Pascal stopped again as looked quizzically at the stuttering Kaede with growing impatience.		Pascal stopped again as he looked quizzically at the stuttering Kaede with growing impatience.

	"Just say it already."		"Just say it already."
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	"...Who does she think she is, sitting at the same table as us nobles?"		"...Who does she think she is, sitting at the same table as us nobles?"

	"Does it matter? She's still just a commoner, and a domestic servant as that."		"Does it matter? She's still just a commoner, and a domestic servant at that."

	"You know what young lords tend to do with servants that are a little cute...."		"You know what young lords tend to do with servants that are a little cute...."

Aorii at 18:08, 6 August 2022

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	Dusk had fallen by the time they left the library.		Dusk had fallen by the time they left the library.

	Kaede followed behind Pascal as she balanced four massive tomes in her small hands. With her concentration focused on her heels to prevent any missteps, she couldn't help but start to fall behind as her thin arms held up what felt like a boulder's weight.		Kaede followed behind Pascal as she balanced four massive tomes in her small hands. The thickest of them was a general history of Rhin-Lotharingie, the country that she was currently in. She had found over a dozen copies of it in the library. Their presence was an easy indication that Hyperion already had access to the printing press or its magical equivalent. Otherwise, there was no way such thick books could easily be replicated.

			-- Though that didn't stop the librarian from giving Kaede several suspicious stares as Pascal checked them out.

			With her concentration focused on her heels to prevent any missteps, she couldn't help but start to fall behind as her thin arms held up what felt like a boulder's weight.

	Her body was also bothering her with another pressure... and it was becoming harder to ignore by the second.		Her body was also bothering her with another pressure... and it was becoming harder to ignore by the second.

Aorii at 01:30, 31 December 2021

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	''How do you settle on a single religion when they all have tenets worthy of devotion and praise?'' Kaede had thought.		''How do you settle on a single religion when they all have tenets worthy of devotion and praise?'' Kaede had thought.

	Over the years she had discussed theology with many people. However, if there was one type of person that instantly annoyed her, it was those who ''insisted'' that their religion --even the 'religion' of atheism-- was the 'one true faith'.		Over the years she had discussed theology with many people. However, if there was one type of person that instantly annoyed her, it was those who ''insisted'' that their religion -- even the 'religion' of atheism -- was the 'one true faith'.

	"<Hey, I already follow the Flying Spaghetti God, so please respect my faith.>" Kaede retorted on impulse. "<Besides, you told me the Samarans don't worship the Holy Father anyway!>"		"<Hey, I already follow the Flying Spaghetti God, so please respect my faith.>" Kaede retorted on impulse. "<Besides, you told me the Samarans don't worship the Holy Father anyway!>"
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	Pascal leaned back against the plush chair in front of his table as he casually juggled multiple sorceries at once. Between his hands hovered a turquoise gem that he was cutting and affixing onto a platinum ring using the ''Fabricate'' spell. At the same time he was imbuing it with the ''Lock/Unlock'' and ''Sigil'' cantrips. The result would be a spell-activation focus that Kaede could use to open doors and sign for academy resources using his mana signature.		Pascal leaned back against the plush chair in front of his table as he casually juggled multiple sorceries at once. Between his hands hovered a turquoise gem that he was cutting and affixing onto a platinum ring using the ''Fabricate'' spell. At the same time he was imbuing it with the ''Lock/Unlock'' and ''Sigil'' cantrips. The result would be a spell-activation focus that Kaede could use to open doors and sign for academy resources using his mana signature.

	It was a task most apprentice artificers divided into multiple parts and required full concentration on each. Yet Pascal treated it like a side-job while mentally chatting with someone over a thousand kilopaces away --his fiancée, Crown Princess Sylviane Etiennette de Gaetane of the Rhin-Lotharingie Empire-- through an ongoing ''Farspeak'' spell.		It was a task most apprentice artificers divided into multiple parts and required full concentration on each. Yet Pascal treated it like a side-job while mentally chatting with someone over a thousand kilopaces away -- his fiancée, Crown Princess Sylviane Etiennette de Gaetane of the Rhin-Lotharingie Empire -- through an ongoing ''Farspeak'' spell.

	"<...And that is how she came to be. I cannot wait to show her to you over the holidays, Sylv. Not only is she a walking encyclopedia filled with interesting details of her fantastic otherworld -- it is a miracle they even managed to function, with neither the convenience of sorcery nor the establishment of noblesse oblige graced upon us by the Holy Father. But she also looks absolutely adorable: a dainty figure caped by silky, snowy-white hair, not to mention the rose-quartz eyes that I have never even heard of.>"		"<...And that is how she came to be. I cannot wait to show her to you over the holidays, Sylv. Not only is she a walking encyclopedia filled with interesting details of her fantastic otherworld -- it is a miracle they even managed to function, with neither the convenience of sorcery nor the establishment of noblesse oblige graced upon us by the Holy Father. But she also looks absolutely adorable: a dainty figure caped by silky, snowy-white hair, not to mention the rose-quartz eyes that I have never even heard of.>"

Aorii at 16:03, 26 June 2021

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	"I need to pee!" Kaede felt her cheeks glowing like charcoals as she finally said it out loud.		"I need to pee!" Kaede felt her cheeks glowing like charcoals as she finally said it out loud.

	It was already troublesome enough imagining herself working with a different set of ~~genitals~~ than she was used to. Kaede didn't need to feel judged by him at the same time!		It was already troublesome enough imagining herself working with a different set of private parts than she was used to. Kaede didn't need to feel judged by him at the same time!

	"Oh." Pascal closed the door again. He moved to a corner and pulled open a small closet, then took out something large, heavy, and porcelain before setting it down on the carpet.		"Oh." Pascal closed the door again. He moved to a corner and pulled open a small closet, then took out something large, heavy, and porcelain before setting it down on the carpet.
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	But Pascal looked completely casual as he looked back at her:		But Pascal looked completely casual as he looked back at her:

	"There is no public latrine in this building. So just use that. The servants will empty it later"		"There is no public latrine in this building. So just use that. The servants will empty it later."

	What sat on the ground could only be described as a tall, fancy chamber pot, complete with a wide rim for sitting on and heavy lid over it.		What sat on the ground could only be described as a tall, fancy chamber pot, complete with a wide rim for sitting on and heavy lid over it.

Aorii at 15:58, 26 June 2021

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	"Then get out," she stared at him with an annoyed look.		"Then get out," she stared at him with an annoyed look.

	"Excuse me?" Pascal narrowed his ~~own~~, as though in disbelief over what he just heard.		"Excuse me?" Pascal narrowed his gaze, as though in disbelief over what he just heard.

	"Get. Out!" She repeated herself by ~~yelling at him this time~~.		"Get. Out!" She repeated herself by escalating her wispy voice into a half-yell.

	"This is ''my room'', you know..."		"This is ''my room'', you know..."

	"~~...~~Fine." Kaede stepped over the porcelain pot and began fumbling with her long and overly-fancy 'maid dress'.		"Fine. Would you ''please'' leave the room?" Kaede added in an exasperated voice. At the same time, she stepped over the porcelain pot and began fumbling with her long and overly-fancy 'maid dress' at the same time. Without much luck in shedding its frills and petticoats, she simply pulled the entire skirt up and reached in for her underwear.

	"~~What...~~ are you ~~doing~~?"		"Or are you that anxious to watch a ''girl'' take a piss?" She added, hoping he'd realize the obvious at last.

	~~Without much luck in shedding its frills~~ and ~~petticoats~~, ~~Kaede simply pulled the entire skirt up and reached in for her underwear~~.		Pascal's eyes widened as he ''finally'' seemed to understand. He spun around and rushed to the door. "I'll wait outside," he muttered before shutting it.

	~~"What does it look like I'm doing?" She snapped back. "''Now'' would you leave the room? Or are you that anxious to watch a ''girl'' take a piss?"~~		''Was this prick born tone-deaf or something?'' The familiar couldn't help complain as she sat down at last.

	~~Pascal's eyes widened and his face reddened as he ''finally'' seemed to understand. He spun around and rushed to the door. "I'll wait outside," he muttered before shutting it.~~

	''Was this prick born tone-deaf or something?''

Aorii at 02:34, 26 June 2021

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	"<Of course!>" Pascal answered. "<Not that I have to try, with you being a scholar of history. The Holy Father's works may be mysterious at times, but with millenniums of timeline in retrospect, his influence becomes as clear as day and night. I am certain you will come around in due time and embrace the one true faith of this world...>"		"<Of course!>" Pascal answered. "<Not that I have to try, with you being a scholar of history. The Holy Father's works may be mysterious at times, but with millenniums of timeline in retrospect, his influence becomes as clear as day and night. I am certain you will come around in due time and embrace the one true faith of this world...>"

	''Why can't you interact like a ~~non-egotistical~~ person for one hour? Just one!'' Kaede thought with a frustrated sigh. Any interest she had on a theological discussion had instantly evaporated.		''Why can't you interact like a normal person for one hour? Just one!'' Kaede thought with a frustrated sigh. Any interest she had on a theological discussion had instantly evaporated.

	"<Although, does your world really pray to airborne pasta?>"		"<Although, does your world really pray to airborne pasta?>"

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	Ten paces ahead of her, Pascal sent a backwards glance. He sighed audibly and swiveled around, marched right up to her, and pulled all four tomes out of her hands.		Ten paces ahead of her, Pascal sent a backwards glance. He sighed audibly and swiveled around, marched right up to her, and pulled all four tomes out of her hands.

	''Wow, ~~he's~~ voluntarily helping!''		''Wow, the prick is voluntarily helping!''

	Kaede never thought she could be amazed by something so minor.		Kaede never thought she could be amazed by something so minor. It truly showed just how low her expectations for him had sunk.

	"Come on." He started walking towards the dormitories again. His pace slowed with books in hand. "You really had to check out all these old history tomes? Not something more substantial like a book on geography or magical treatise? How is a collection of past events, dates, and dead people going to help you?"		"Come on." He started walking towards the dormitories again. His pace slowed with books in hand. "You really had to check out all these old history tomes? Not something more substantial like a book on geography or magical treatise? How is a collection of past events, dates, and dead people going to help you?"
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	"Seriously, it's annoying how most schools treat something so important as just a bunch of dates, names, and all those useless details. It makes people lose respect for history." Kaede launched straight into an impromptu rant. "The 'what' is only worth a third of the attention given to any event. Instead of focusing on useless details, they should spend more time discussing ''why'' it happened and ''how'' it affected the flow of civilization, exploring what could have happened had a different choice been made, et cetera. Here is a record of people succeeding and failing, with world-altering implications, for thousands of years! From how policies affected social trends to how arsenals decided battles! And instead of analyzing and referencing it for their own use, most people just shrug it off as useless! Seriously!"		"Seriously, it's annoying how most schools treat something so important as just a bunch of dates, names, and all those useless details. It makes people lose respect for history." Kaede launched straight into an impromptu rant. "The 'what' is only worth a third of the attention given to any event. Instead of focusing on useless details, they should spend more time discussing ''why'' it happened and ''how'' it affected the flow of civilization, exploring what could have happened had a different choice been made, et cetera. Here is a record of people succeeding and failing, with world-altering implications, for thousands of years! From how policies affected social trends to how arsenals decided battles! And instead of analyzing and referencing it for their own use, most people just shrug it off as useless! Seriously!"

	Now really short of breath, Kaede finally noticed that Pascal was examining her with an odd expression. He had a lopsided smile, a single raised eyebrow~~, and amusement dancing in~~ his eyes. "Professor or scholar?" ~~He asked.~~		Now really short of breath, Kaede finally noticed that Pascal was examining her with an odd expression. He had a lopsided smile and a single raised eyebrow. Amusement danced across his eyes as he asked: "Professor or scholar?"

	"I wanted to be." She replied in a low, somber whisper filled with nostalgia. "Not teach in the traditional sense, but to write books and become the historical advisor to a media studio. Only scholars delve deep into academic books. Spreading the wisdom of history would require the use of games, serializations, movies, all that and more."		"I wanted to be." She replied in a low, somber whisper filled with nostalgia. "Not teach in the traditional sense, but to write books and become the historical advisor to a media studio. Only scholars delve deep into academic books. Spreading the wisdom of history would require the use of games, serializations, movies, all that and more."

	~~"How is~~ a ~~game supposed to teach history?"~~ Pascal was ~~growing~~ more and more intrigued as he turned into one of the dormitory keep's spiraling tower staircases. "And what is a movie?"		Though there was also another reason Kaede took all these books, one she was less keen to admit. After over twenty hours and still no sign of waking up, it was clear to her that she was trapped in this world and body. History was not only her gateway to understanding a foreign society like this one, it was also her favorite pastime where she could seek shelter from the stress of life. Kaede might not have her own private room here. However she could at least still take refuge in the comforts of her own mind.

			Meanwhile, Pascal was looking more and more intrigued as he turned into one of the dormitory keep's spiraling tower staircases. "How is a game supposed to teach history? And what is a movie?"

	"In my world we have tools capable of running a display screen -- kind of similar to those illusion projectors in the library. Games running on those tools can be made to simulate a variety of circumstances, from managing a business to fighting a battle to even leading an entire country. Of course, it's far simpler than the real thing and made to entertain by stimulating people's need for an intellectual challenge. Movies are similar, except instead of being a simulation, it merely shows a recording of actors portraying a scripted story."		"In my world we have tools capable of running a display screen -- kind of similar to those illusion projectors in the library. Games running on those tools can be made to simulate a variety of circumstances, from managing a business to fighting a battle to even leading an entire country. Of course, it's far simpler than the real thing and made to entertain by stimulating people's need for an intellectual challenge. Movies are similar, except instead of being a simulation, it merely shows a recording of actors portraying a scripted story."
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	"Every mage has a unique mana signature, and this lock recognizes mine. I will make you a ring with the ''Unlock'' cantrip later tonight. Then you should be able to use my mana to open the door. But come now, we are late for dinner."		"Every mage has a unique mana signature, and this lock recognizes mine. I will make you a ring with the ''Unlock'' cantrip later tonight. Then you should be able to use my mana to open the door. But come now, we are late for dinner."

	"W-wait!" she called out as he started to leave~~. The pressure below her waist was beginning to push her limits, forcing distress to overcome her embarrassment~~.		"W-wait!" she called out as he started to leave.

	She had hoped she would have found one by now...		She really didn't want to publicly raise a fuss over this, but the pressure below her waist was beginning to push her limits. She had hoped she would have found one by now...

	"W-where do I find a bathroom or toilet room or whatever-you-call-it around here?"		"W-where do I find a bathroom or toilet room or whatever-you-call-it around here?"
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	"Bath-room? Why do you want a bath before dinner? And what is a toilet?" Pascal stared back.		"Bath-room? Why do you want a bath before dinner? And what is a toilet?" Pascal stared back.

	Kaede's eyes widened, horrified by what he was implying.		Kaede's eyes widened as she felt horrified by what he was implying.

	"Come on, we are already running late." He turned his back towards her again.		"Come on, we are already running late." He turned his back towards her again.

	"I, I-I..."		"I, I..."

	~~Stopping~~ again~~, Pascal~~ looked quizzically at the stuttering Kaede with growing impatience.		Pascal stopped again as looked quizzically at the stuttering Kaede with growing impatience.

	"Just say it already."		"Just say it already."

	~~With~~ her cheeks glowing like charcoals~~, Kaede forced~~ out ~~a bare whisper with her eyes shut:~~		"I need to pee!" Kaede felt her cheeks glowing like charcoals as she finally said it out loud.

	~~"I-I~~ need to ~~pee~~!"		It was already troublesome enough imagining herself working with a different set of genitals than she was used to. Kaede didn't need to feel judged by him at the same time!

	"Oh." Pascal closed the door again. He moved to a corner and pulled open a small closet, then took out something large, heavy, and porcelain before setting it down on the carpet.		"Oh." Pascal closed the door again. He moved to a corner and pulled open a small closet, then took out something large, heavy, and porcelain before setting it down on the carpet.
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	But Pascal looked completely casual as he looked back at her:		But Pascal looked completely casual as he looked back at her:

	"There is no public latrine in this building. So just use that."		"There is no public latrine in this building. So just use that. The servants will empty it later"

	~~What sat on the ground could only be described as a tall, fancy chamber pot, complete with a wide rim for sitting and a shield on one side for catching urine.~~

	~~''I barely know how to do~~ it ~~in this body! Stop making things even more needlessly complicated!''~~		What sat on the ground could only be described as a tall, fancy chamber pot, complete with a wide rim for sitting on and heavy lid over it.

	~~Kaede felt like she wanted to cry, to scream, to break and wreck and just somehow dump out all~~ this ~~mounting frustration at once.~~		''It's weird enough doing it in this body! Stop making things even more needlessly complicated!''

	"Please hurry up. We really are running late."		"Please hurry up. We really are running late."

	"Then get out," she ~~whispered~~ with ~~her eyes overcast~~.		"Then get out," she stared at him with an annoyed look.

	"Excuse me?" Pascal narrowed his own, as though in disbelief over what he just heard.		"Excuse me?" Pascal narrowed his own, as though in disbelief over what he just heard.

	"~~Please get out,~~" ~~she~~ repeated~~, louder~~ this time.		"Get. Out!" She repeated herself by yelling at him this time.

	"This is ''my room'', you know..."		"This is ''my room'', you know..."

	"Fine," Kaede stepped over the porcelain pot and began fumbling with her overly-fancy maid ~~outfit~~.		"...Fine." Kaede stepped over the porcelain pot and began fumbling with her long and overly-fancy 'maid dress'.

	"What... are you doing?"		"What... are you doing?"
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	Pascal's eyes widened and his face reddened as he ''finally'' seemed to understand. He spun around and rushed to the door. "I'll wait outside," he muttered before shutting it.		Pascal's eyes widened and his face reddened as he ''finally'' seemed to understand. He spun around and rushed to the door. "I'll wait outside," he muttered before shutting it.

	~~Clearly, he had never slept in the same suite as another person before, and certainly not a girl at that.~~		''Was this prick born tone-deaf or something?''

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	''No wonder why everyone is keeping their distance.'' She thought. ''Actually, it's surprising there are still girls who remain interested.''		''No wonder why everyone is keeping their distance.'' She thought. ''Actually, it's surprising there are still girls who remain interested.''

	Kaede doubted she would ever understand the 'bad boy appeal'... or in this case, arrogant ~~scumbag~~ appeal.		Kaede doubted she would ever understand the 'bad boy appeal'... or in this case, arrogant prick appeal.

	"<By the way... you did not actually pray to the Holy Father, did you?>"		"<By the way... you did not actually pray to the Holy Father, did you?>"
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	Putting aside the mostly finished ring, Pascal prayed, fast and hard, that he did not open any personal rifts with Sylviane. She had been his closest friend ever since those days spent idling beside the Cross Lake of the Nordkreuz estate. And after Ariadne pulled Cecylia away from him, Sylviane was also his ''last'' remaining friend.		Putting aside the mostly finished ring, Pascal prayed, fast and hard, that he did not open any personal rifts with Sylviane. She had been his closest friend ever since those days spent idling beside the Cross Lake of the Nordkreuz estate. And after Ariadne pulled Cecylia away from him, Sylviane was also his ''last'' remaining friend.

	Pascal wasn't sure if he could handle losing her.		Pascal wasn't sure if he could handle losing her as well.

	He turned to look at Kaede, who sat in his bed with her stockinged legs tucked in. Her small hands propped open a massive leather-bound book. Meanwhile her fatigued, half-open eyes stared blankly at him, with faint perplexity bubbling over their familiar bond.		He turned to look at Kaede, who sat in his bed with her stockinged legs tucked in. Her small hands propped open a massive leather-bound book. Meanwhile her fatigued, half-open eyes stared blankly at him, with faint perplexity bubbling over their familiar bond.