Quinn's smile grew even wider, the widest that it had ever been since that faraway sunny afternoon. She gave one more twirl, slower this time, then plucked the phone from the sink again, practically vibrating with excitement. It had been a weird day for sure, but there wasn't a lot that boosted Quinn's mood like Besca telling her that she [i]looked perfect![/i]

"[color=ffe63d]It was this little place called [i]Miséricorde[/i], I walked in 'cause I realized everyone on the Ange is really fancy so dressing like I usually do would look [i]weird,[/i][/color]" she babbled, "[color=ffe63d]Isn't it beautiful? She didn't need to alter it at ALL, it was just [i]like[/i] this, it's like it was meant to be![/color]" She practically [i]skipped[/i] back into the bedroom, leaving the bathroom door open behind her, and tripped over herself because she was looking at the screen instead of where she was walking, nearly faceplanting into the baseboard of her bed. 

Still, her cheer was unblunted. It was like talking to Besca after not even a full day in Casoban had unlocked a piece of Quinn that had been buried since Hovvi, and now that it had been let free Quinn was caught up in the current, unable to fully control it but more than happy to be along for the ride. She wheeled on the ball of her foot, stretching out her arm full length in front of her. "[color=ffe63d]Ooh, I can show you my room! It's just...[/color]" She tapped the camera button on the video chat, displaying what was in front of her instead of her face and waving it around, "[color=ffe63d]...SO huge! Look how huge it is![/color]" 

She nearly turned left, but held off, she wanted to save that for last. So instead she zipped off to the right and ducked into her closet, where her luggage laid forgotten on the ground still. "[color=ffe63d]Look at this! This is a [i]closet![/i] It's like my whole room back at home! I'm never going to use all this space, but—ooh, I think I could get a couch up here! I bet it'd be great in there![/color]"

Then she was off again, darting into the kitchen this time and panning Besca's vicarious eyes about. "[color=ffe63d]I have a kitchen! I have a whole kitchen, just in my room! And guess what?[/color]" She popped open the fridge with a flourish, and proudly showed off the four pack of yuzu soda.

"[color=ffe63d]And last but not least...![/color]" 

She finally ran over to the left again, and as she pointed the camera at the 'wall,' she whacked the button. The shutters disengaged, and the window once more showed off the starry void of space.

Finally, Quinn was quiet, but for a bit of heavy breathing that grew lighter as she wound down. She blinked hard once, twice. After a bit, she spoke again, and her voice had returned to something like its normal tone and cadence, if not even slower now. She swapped the camera again, and it once more displayed her, though her bright smile had grown softer, more tired.

"[color=ffe63d]So. That's...that's my room.[/color]"