"...No, that ain't gonna work either..." Cronic sighed to himself as he sat with his oversized bow on his lap in the odd jobs building, going through idea after idea as to how to get the bow to work... And failing miserably each time.

"...Gah. How am I supposed to make this thing anything other than an oversized parchment weight?" Cronic said, running his hands through his hair in frustration. Having not seen hide or hair of Yuki or Serena for a good hour, assuming they're either asleep or otherwise pre-occupied, he figured he'd use the alone time to try and work out what it is the bow is meant to fire... If it's even capable of doing that.

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Upstairs in the guest room, Serena was still asleep, but was also tossing and turning regularly. Most would assume she was having a nightmare, but there was a second factor why she was seemingly restless, but not immediately apparent at a glance.