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I see. Odd timing on a Holiday that requires dressing up...
[ Packing things away in a bag -- ] Understood. I will be there shortly.
[ Sasha is quick on her feet, fueled by the relative chill in the air as she hugs her warm shawl about her shoulders. After several minutes, there will be a faint knocking at Zelda's door -- ] Zelda? It is I.