[ How about those NPCs and colors? This is the void or wherever Nogiku is going to be.

Roxana is nibbling on the scones given to everyone. ]

... I didn't think there'd be any good change after yesterday. [ Or. Well. Roxana thinks of it as yesterday, but she doesn't know for sure it was yesterday. ] But at least there's food that tastes like something now.

Do we consider it small blessings?