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How long?

How long would it take?

You know, that was actually a fairly good question. Even as a few stray bits of down fluttered to the ground in a trail from one newly healed, and apparently non-atrophied Bianca Nuit, and wisps of mist dispersed from one Beryl Harken, I furrowed my brow under Gratia's cool gaze and crunched the numbers.

We had just a few hours to work with here, and there was definitely travel time as well as boarding checks to be taken into account. Actually, considering the late notice, I should probably assume that boarding alone could take us upwards of an hour...

With that in mind, and considering our options of getting down to the coast in a timely manner, I was all but shoving the ticket into Gratia's chest.

[b]"We'll probably need to hurry, but we can make it. Here."[/b]

I was already trying to triangulate the shortest route back to the dorm and what i'd need to bring.

Trunks, of course. Shirts, pants, underwear...

W-Wait, could I possibly shove everything into my backpack? Laptop-chan and DS-chan could probably come along, provided I didn't let them taste the briney air too much...

...

I was forgetting something important, I could feel it.

Well, I'd probably find it while I was packing.

I think, anyway.