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Morning has arisen, and the fact that Fasuto skipped dinner left his stomach growling and Ennave can't sleep with that. Time check: 7AM.

"[color=yellow]Ugh. Fasuto, we should fix your stomach problem, food should do it, perhaps?[/color]" Ennave proposed, turning around to face the blue fox, who groaned displeasingly.

"[color=lightblue]I should go out and buy 'em myself. Say goodbye and go get one room for an inn.[/color]" He said, his voice muffled through the pillow.

"[color=yellow]Ophion's got a job for you.[/color]" Ennave said, and Fasuto's ears perked up. He lifted his head and faced the talking spider.