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Who: Ginger
When: Day 1
Where: Ginger carriage

[Good morning, moms! How are you feeling? Scared and confused? Nauseous? Unhappy to be wearing leopard print right now? Well, at least you're not alone...]

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Should we?

[Sounds. Legitimately confused by that statement. But now that he's considering it, he supposes he doesn't have a good basis to not think anything of the blackness...]

[Wait. Now he's even more confused.]

...Should we... not? There are no stars.

Well, yes? Isn't that... [trails off.] ...I'm sorry, I think I'm just confused. I don't remember how I got here or, well, anything at all.

--Nothing?

[Okay that's even weirder than thinking there's nothing wrong with a blank sky. Not that amnesia is exactly unheard of where he's from but it's suspicious in context. He's not sure whether to believe it, actually.]

Nothing. I mean, obviously I know how to speak and dress myself and that the sky is... things like that. But I can't recall my name, or where I was before I went to sleep...

Hm. I've no such gaps in memory, aside from the matter of how I got to be here. I wonder why that is?

...I wonder. Perhaps I hit my head on the way here?

[Reaches up to feel at his skull for sore spots. He doesn't appear particularly surprised by his own ears in the process, so those are probably normal for him.]

Perhaps you did.

[Rufus is trying to ignore the ears. He's only seen something like them once or twice in his life, but it wouldn't do to look less than composed.]

The answer likely lies in the source of this recording.

[Mr. Amnesia doesn't seem to find anything, going by the lack of wincing before he gives up and lowers his arms.]

With, ah... with "his highness"? [he doesn't know who this ~prince of stars~ is, but he doesn't want to be rude.] I would like to ask him what he meant by malice and all that...

As would I. Surely if he went to the trouble of gathering us, he didn't intend us to be trapped with no information or power.

Yes, he didn't sound very "malicious" himself... and it seems most of us are unharmed.

[in fact, they're very well accommodated for a bunch of kidnapped people.]

Precisely why I'd like to speak to him further. I'm willing to at least believe there is a conflict, and we were meant to help with it. The rest, however, leaves me suspect.

["Suspect". And oh, right, that is what the announcement was saying. It's only just now that he's considering that along with the, uh, amnesia thing. What if that's intentional, to make them more obedient? Or something?? But it's only him, and he's hardly a particularly useful looking person...]

...I think I will play along for now, since I can't say either way as it is. [but getting more info sooner rather than later is definitely the ideal.] Maybe someone else on this... train? Can direct us to his highness.

[~~"strikes me as suspect" maybe, I was sleepy~~]

So I hope. With that in mind I'm going to go see what else is here.

[~~it made perfect sense dw dw.~~ Tomorrow nods.]

Alright. [A much better option than just sitting around, he supposes. Surely the three(+) of them can get that door open, too.] Would you like to go together, or...?

[He's another pair of eyes and hands, as... uh... small as they are. But he'll understand if he would just be a distraction.]

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