[ Susato is much more presentable by the time Barok makes his appearance. Her hair is combed and done up in their usual loops, and without her help in the kitchen, it's all too easy to sneak out unnoticed. She does leave a note for her housemates, however, on the off-chance they think to check; though without an answer in regards to where they're going, she really can't say how long she will be.
She is waiting as promised, but busies herself with idle work. Adjusting plants that are likely to capture the steed's attention, and also their signs... Most notably, there are rows of larger paper cranes hung up, all adorned with the number 1, billowing in the wind. It's about the time that she lets go of one of these rows that she can hear the hoofbeats. ]
...!! Th, That's...?
[ There's a neigh in response to another tug of its reigns as Susato turns. The horse certainly seems to be happily chewing something or other. Susate doesn't seem to mind; just staring rather speechlessly at Barok ]
This is... Svalinn? [ Did she even say that right? Her tongue feels so foreign and stiff. ]
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She is waiting as promised, but busies herself with idle work. Adjusting plants that are likely to capture the steed's attention, and also their signs... Most notably, there are rows of larger paper cranes hung up, all adorned with the number 1, billowing in the wind. It's about the time that she lets go of one of these rows that she can hear the hoofbeats. ]
...!! Th, That's...?
[ There's a neigh in response to another tug of its reigns as Susato turns. The horse certainly seems to be happily chewing something or other. Susate doesn't seem to mind; just staring rather speechlessly at Barok ]
This is... Svalinn? [ Did she even say that right? Her tongue feels so foreign and stiff. ]