[ Zelda's response earns her an amused noise. Fair enough. ]
I was thinking about filling it out...
[ Akira throws a glance to the far wall of the attic. Even this room feels larger than necessary. His dusty little bedroom back home was a pretty big space, but the size of this puts it to shame. If the apartments felt too big for one person, this feels cavernous.
Recalling Zelda's skepticism back at the feast, he can't help but shift the subject slightly: ] What do you make of all this? Forcing the locals to move out to make room for us.
[ And not just any locals—specifically the upper class. It seems like it would've been easier to ask for volunteers to relocate or find people willing to host the newcomers. ]
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I was thinking about filling it out...
[ Akira throws a glance to the far wall of the attic. Even this room feels larger than necessary. His dusty little bedroom back home was a pretty big space, but the size of this puts it to shame. If the apartments felt too big for one person, this feels cavernous.
Recalling Zelda's skepticism back at the feast, he can't help but shift the subject slightly: ] What do you make of all this? Forcing the locals to move out to make room for us.
[ And not just any locals—specifically the upper class. It seems like it would've been easier to ask for volunteers to relocate or find people willing to host the newcomers. ]