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[lightthedarkness]

[Unlike her first video, Usagi is a bit more somber, her gaze is far off.]

Sorry if this has been asked before, but I wasn't sure where else to get this information.

Do we know what happens to the people who leave? Do they go home? Are they... put on trial for the things we're accused of?

[She's not really sure what she would rather for Galaxia. Galaxia didn't HAVE a home to go back to, and there was no means of returning to life because Usagi had failed to save the Cauldron. So, it was just... an end. But to be here instead, would Galaxia have wanted that instead?]

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[beshackled]

I am afraid I cannot provide you answers, little one.

Have you a friend here you can share your burdens with?

[lightthedarkness]

[Little one? Honestly, she can't say she's ever been called that since she was an actual child. But he's not being RUDE so she doesn't comment.]

Oh, that's fine, you don't have to have the answers, not like we can know everything.

Oh um... well... I wouldn't want to burden a friend with this. [It requires a good deal of explanation, to start.]

[beshackled]

'Tis difficult, going through life and keeping one's burdens to oneself. Still, 'tis your decision to make.

[Though she need not spend her time ruminating alone. Dwelling on thoughts dark and dreary without company can lead to even darker and drearier contemplations.]

Though I cannot offer much, I would welcome you to have some tea, or sweetmeats, if such is to your liking.

[lightthedarkness]

Sweetmeats? What are sweetmeats?

[beshackled]

Things like candied fruits, and other treats of a sweetened nature.

[lightthedarkness]

Then... why is it called sweetmeats?

Ah the evolution of language. Just wait until she finds out about sweetbreads (note: not bread).

[beshackled]

'Tis a phrasing meant to indicate its nature as sustenance... though I think I may understand where the confusion lies. You are thinking of flesh, are you not?

[lightthedarkness]

Could we NOT call it flesh? But yeah, I guess I'm thinking of meat.

[beshackled]

...Pray forgive my offense.

The words may have changed in meaning, between your time and my own... or between your star my own.

[lightthedarkness]

Ah, I mean... You didn't do anything actually WRONG just... so I mean, you don't need to apologize or anything. More, I just don't want to call my food, ya know, "flesh."

Universe, probably, I'm finding most people have never heard of half the things that have gone on in my home.

[beshackled]

I have found myself in much the same situation. I appear to be much an oddity to others... and others seem equally as strange to me.

Are things well, on your star?

[It sounds as though there might have been some turmoil...]

[lightthedarkness]

They-... [She presses her lips together and then smiles, sadly.] I hope so. Before dying things... things weren't going so great, but I can hope they've gotten better.

[beshackled]

...Then I shall hope so with you.

[So she was taken from the moment of her death... How many of them had, he wonders?]

[lightthedarkness]

Thank you, that's so sweet of you, honestly.

[beshackled]

'Tis no trouble.

[May her star recover, he thinks... and her next life be a happier one.]

Should you ever be in need of someone to talk to... I am Erichthonios.

[lightthedarkness]

Usagi Tsukino, nice to meet you Erichthonios-san. You can talk to me too, if you want.

[beshackled]

Usagi Tsukino...

Should I be adding -san to the end of your name as well? Is it a form of address in your culture?

[lightthedarkness]

Oh, it uh, it's a way to be respectful to someone we just met and aren't close with. But you don't have to! I'm not all that formal.

[beshackled]

How would you prefer to be called?

[Although she's given him leeway to do as he wishes... it is her name, and he would like to be considerate.]