Midnight Stroll (Emile/Freya)

With the moon and stars out, the night was far less terrifying. With her path lighted, the girl would not be crippled from fear and so, unable to sleep, she decided to take a stroll. While she contemplated waking Levi to go with her, Emilie decided to let him sleep. So often deprived of rest, now that he actually had nodded off and dozed on the couch with a book over his chest, she quietly got dressed in her room, donned in a black skirt with leggings and a white blouse, and she slipped out of the apartment.

Hands clasped behind her back, she hummed lightly and gazed up at the sky as she strolled along the street, eventually turning into the forest and following a path. It was a cool and beautiful evening, and Emilie smiled up at the sky, eyes twinkling in delight. Approaching a clearing, the older teen gazed ahead and found another person, slouched against a tree. Brows furrowing in concern at the pallor and stillness of the individual, Emilie swiftly approached the girl and knelt down, slowly reaching out.

"Are... Are you alright, miss?" she inquired softly with a gulp, her English accented voice nervous and sweet.

Instead of being startled, Emilie sighed in relief at the other girl turning her head and giving a smile. Closing her eyes, the older teen stood again and gave a smile. "Oh, thank goodness you are alright. I was afraid that-"

The girl cut herself off, opening her eyes and shutting her mouth. It seemed awful to say she was afraid the young woman was hurt or dead, didn't it? Bringing up such an unpleasant thing seemed entirely unnecessary, and instead Emilie smiled sweetly again.

"Well, it is good to meet you, anyhow! My name is Emilie Wright," the girl cheerily introduced herself. "I just recently came here from London to go to university. It's both awfully exciting and terrifying all at once. Aha~"

Emilie took the other girl's hand and gave a gentle shake. She was strong but it did not show, the young woman far too meek to exude confidence in even something as simple as a handshake.

Hong Kong. It seemed they both came from lands far off and, while sympathizing with the other, knowing how difficult it was to be so far from home, it was also a bit of a relief to come into contact with another who could relate in that way. With a soft and distant smile, Emilie warmly whispered, "I hope you aren't too homesick so far away."

Hands clasping behind her back, blue and green eyes gazed up at the moon and starlit sky. Smile remaining, the older teen admitted, "I was restless and it is such a beautiful night.... I thought a stroll might be nice."

Turning to look at the other woman, Emilie inquired, "You?"

Restlessness seemed to be quite popular tonight, huh? Closing her eyes, Emilie gave a soft sigh before pursing her plump, pink lips. But at the question, the older teen opened her eyes and blinked, glancing over at Mirai. Why... was she there? Her brows furrowed in confusion and she pondered silently to herself. Hadn't she already answered that? Or was there a deeper meaning behind those words?

Fingers stroking her lips and chin, discoloured hues stared up at the sky as Emilie hummed contemplatively. "Mmm... well... I dunno, really. I never really left my town and, despite how scary it is, it's important to venture out, right? The abbey is so small... so minuscule in comparison to the vastness of the world. I think... that leaving home and seeing the rest of the world... makes us better as people? At least, that's my hope, anyway. I want to grow as a person and become the best me that I possibly can, so I can help many souls as I possibly can."

The girl laughed at her jumbled logic and bowed her head, closing her eyes and smiling bashfully. "Sorry, that probably made no sense at all. I am quite poor at explaining myself. Eh heh~"

Scratching her head, she twirled a strand of hair and inquired, "H-How about you? If it isn't too rude of me to ask."

Emilie's brows furrowed in concern, discoloured hues swimming with sympathy for the other girl. The girl herself couldn't entirely relate, never knowing her mother or father. A literal orphan. But the children and nuns at the abbey were her family. Seth. If they were in a similar situation, she wouldn't know what to do. If Seth did something here to be locked away and she was all alone in this foreign country...

"I am so sorry, Mirai," said she. Her heart ached for the Chinese girl, and with a swallow and misty eyes, Emilie inquired softly, "I cannot even imagine. Do... Do you have anyplace to stay? Anybody here that you know?"

It was clear Emilie wanted to desperately help the other girl anyway she could.