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The small forest past the arch is small indeed, but still decent for a walk. Lifa remains ahead while Lucinda and Patches talk. You don’t get it. While ventriloquism is considered the art of throwing one’s voice, the ventriloquist still has to talk through its stomach; both voices come from almost the same place.
ರೃ Lucinda: Patchwing, tell me something embarrassing that Lifa has done.
Patchwing: Everything she does is embarrassing. CAW
ರೃ Lucinda: That is true. Then, something embarrassing that your master hasn’t done on purpose.
Patchwing: She dropped the birthday cake on her little sister’s friend's birthday.
Lifa looks over her shoulder.
ರೃ Lucinda: Shh. What else?
Patchwing: (whispering) She then picked up that cake from the floor and ate it. At the same birthday party.
ರೃ Lucinda: What else?
Patchwing: She tried drying her clothes inside the oven last month.
ರೃ Lucinda: What else?
Patchwing: This place. CAW. Also, a teacher caught master drawing her without the clothes. Also, she dates dressed like animes.
A crow talking about anime… Well, magic IS bullshit, so it’s not that much of a dead giveaway. Besides, Japan is infested with crows. They must know something.
ರೃ Lucinda: Does your master truly have friends that get her?
Patchwing: CAW. All her friends are dead.
ರೃ Lucinda: A romantic relationship, then.
Patchwing: Midnight ice cream, then.
