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What times is he in?

Every so often, he'll appear before us of his own accord, and make friendly conversation with every one of us.

If you have any issues, those are also times you can go find him. No matter what it is that bothers you, he'll never reject you.

On such days, until the sun rises the next morning, he'll be in the chapel waiting.

That's right, he can also help you in your search! I'm sure the priest would know much more than any of us!

How long is 'every so often?'

Um, I haven't seen him in the recent while. I'm not like them—I don't really count the days. But it should be the next two days? All our food is about to run bare.

Alright.

Strange. Whenever you say alright, I always feel like it isn't a sincere reply.

No, that's wrong of me. The priest said, we shouldn't doubt others. Ugh, they all say I'm so fond of thinking of all these questions, and it won't help me lead a good life in any way.

Were those also his words?

Haha, he'd never tell me this. I'd slip off before he knew it.

It's Sheetmetal and his lot, they all hate me making a racket. And it's not like I'm always itching to say so much. The people here are all too quiet.

Whenever they won't talk, I get so bored, and the only thing I can do is talk to myself for hours on end.

It used to be that only Grandma Petra would talk with me. And now you too, thank goodness. Oh, no. Do you think I'm annoying as well?

Where I come from, there are many who love speaking more than you do.

It sounds like a wonderful place!

...It's okay enough.

Where you come from, do the people dance? Just like Grandma Petra was mentioning, dancing in the square?

Occasionally.

Then why haven't I seen you dancing? I've noticed your harp.

Grandma Petra's told me. Don't you all dance around while you sing?

My dance... none of you may see.

Why?

The time, the place, and those before me are all not right.

You're so strange, practically stranger than me. Just where is your home? Are all the people where you're from as strange as you?

(Plucks strings)

Where I'm from, there is no home.

And I do not know where my home is. My home is long gone.

Well, that's okay. My home was long gone as well, years ago in a gale, when the building collapsed. My mamá was inside when it happened, and she's gone too.

But that's okay. Everyone's in the same boat. If your house is gone, find another empty one and move in. Plenty of buildings fit the bill here.

That's right, if you're not happy dancing, then can you sing for me?

I've never heard anyone else sing before.

Maybe.

Wonderful!

Oh, visiting so many places has gotten me hungry.

You're hungry too, aren't you? If you're hungry, you can't sing, right?

Let's go find something to eat.

Um...

Am I running too fast? I forgot you wouldn't know the way.

Right, I'm Anita! You can just shout my name from now on, and that way you won't be left behind. Call for me, and I'll stop and wait for you.