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[Those paying attention to the journals may notice a rather sudden THWACK ringing out from one of the pages. The reason? A certain someones journal has just become an impromptu weapon against a nearby Tease. Unfortunately for Ion, he only noticed Allen's entry after deciding to read a book with the window wide open in his bedroom. Before getting even halfway through reading the PSA, a small group of the butterflies in question had fluttered into the room! This had been just a bad month all around, wasn't it?

The journal falls open to the ground as the boy rushes over to slam the window shut. Immediately after, occupants of House One will find Ion checking all the rooms in the house to be sure the windows are tightly closed, and all the while a small trail of blood is flowing unattended down his cheek.]

[After some time passes, Ion returns to his discarded journal and picks it up with a heavy sigh. First burning trees fell from the sky and now... biting butterflies! Not to mention Anise was still kidnapped... while she didn't have to deal with all this, staying with the Malnosso was no picnic either. In a moment, he speaks.]

Is this the Malnosso's doing? Or does no one know for sure yet?

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I didn't find any more, so unless they're smart enough to hide, no. [Hopefully they weren't. It'd be much much worse if these things could suddenly come out while they slept.]

[Ion took the rag from Dist and wiped the blood from the side of his face. Upon reaching the wound on his forehead, he gave a very short whimpering sound before turning the rag over and simply holding it over the area so it wouldn't bleed anymore. He'd have to bandage that once he left...]

The man who gave the warning in the journal mentioned that he'd seen the same things in his world. I don't know if that means this was caused by another resident or not.

Let us hope not. [That's a thought best left to yourself, Ion. Dist's already worrying, though he does want one of these things to study.

Dist glances over his shoulder when he hears Ion make that pitiful sound and looks away after a moment. He doesn't have bandages in his room, but he is someone who knows the human body very well. Ion would be fine, it wasn't a large wound.]

Hm...I see. That is a possibility. Or merely an accident. We cannot know, but that's unimportant. Until these creatures are exterminated, we are at their mercy. [Meaning they're trapped in their house. Did they have enough food?]

[Ion merely nods in reply, similar thoughts running through his head right now. Though really, he wasn't so much concerned about running out of food. Rather, his thoughts were on what would happen if Anise were to return while the Tease were still all about the village...]

[He abruptly gets to his feet and glances back towards Dist, a less-than-sincere smile on his face.] I should let you get back to your work... and get a bandage for this.

And thanks again, for this. [He motioned to the rag, which he still had pressed against his head. He'd have to make sure to clean it off before bringing it back, of course!]

[His thoughts were also on that subject matter as well, though Dist wasn't too worried about Anise. She was taken with her little doll, and knowing he himself built it, and having to fight it three times... It would keep her safe enough.

Dist nods and seats himself again. He waves off the thanks lazily.]

Try not to get injured again, and obviously...stay indoors. I don't think I should have to repeat that. [And instead of working on his glasses like he was before, Dist is just going to read through his journal and scribble down information on a separate piece of paper. He wants to know about these things.]

Of course. [Ion is taking Dist's necessary warning as proof that he cares, since the other man would probably never say it flat out. ~~Because clearly Dist is just being tsundere.~~ He shoots one final glance in Dist's direction before walking to the door and out of the room, quietly closing it behind him. There is a pause as he stand in the hall, lost to his thoughts, before he shakes his head and returns to the main room of the house to find some bandages.]

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