Turn Nineteen continued.

I had a very long discussion with Emi. It all stemmed from what appears to be a conversation in the Dundee Inn earlier this turn. There were some there, warning her about me. Of course, she had the sense to come to me and ask about it. I immediately opened up and told her the truth to what happened, accepting blame for my part of it all. It is unlikely these attacks will cease, and so I told her I would cherish every moment our friendship continued, and would mourn its end. She assured me, as she could without a voice, that it would not.

She was wearing a dress that I believe Roseden made for her. He seems a kind person, but I've not met him. Perhaps I shall seek him out the next I wake. His work was good, and she did look quite lovely in the dress, even if it wasn't something she cared for.

Very well. That is all for now.