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[Florian's been feeling kinda down lately. What with the general mess his little family's currently in - injuries and death and all-around sadness - this might have been inevitable. Either way, he's currently sitting quietly in his room, drawing pictures in his journal with pretty pretty crayons. Aside from the purple mustache monster, he's also drawn Mieu and some flowers and a bright yellow sun, with little black crayon captions all over. Just for the fun of it.]

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Why not?

Are you really that stupid that you don't even know why? Hasn't the precious Fon Master told you anything?

He tells me lots of things! He never told me I couldn't be your friend though. [Then again, he never asked.]

I guess he wouldn't. But take it up with the other idiots hanging around there. They wouldn't want you around me anyway.

[For good reason.]

......I don't have to listen to them though, right?

[Stubborn.]

[. . .]

Why wouldn't you?

Well if I don't like being alone, and they don't like being alone, then you probably don't like it either, right? So let's be friends.

[He starts doodling a picture of him and a maskless Sync holding hands. It's not very well done but it's recognizable at least.]