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[Ingrid's looking uncharacteristically somber today, staring into her coffee mug as though it held the secrets of life.]

I'd always thought myself as someone who could adapt to anything. Working with the children I did, living the life I have; I thought I could handle any change. But it seems I've grown so accustomed to my routines without realizing it.

The people, places, and the things of grand significance. Those things are easy to miss when they are taken. I expected that; I was ready for that. I thought I was ready for that. But I find myself missing the small things too. The way my husband made a cup of coffee, the walk to school, reading the morning paper in the courtyard, listening to the students chatter about things that always seem so intense and important when you're young. I think I may miss those small things more than the big ones.

[She chuckles, but there's no joy in it.]

This may just be the talk of an old lady feeling her age, but indulge me so I don't feel so dramatic for this little episode. What are the things, big and small, you miss?

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Well, I've managed to keep mine from back home for some reason... not that I'm complaining, mind you.

I'm almost worried to ask how much a piano would be. Like ya said though: unless the hotel would let me leave it in the lobby I can't say I've got the room for one.

A lovely thing to get to keep.

A bit too much for me to swing at the moment, I'll say that. You may be able to find someplace that will let you use one for free or for a minimal fee.

Ha, well, I kinda had an inkling that was the case. The amount of time it takes our craftsmen to make a piano is heads and tails above anything else... I can only think of a handful of places that actually have one.

With the way technology is in this place, they have a bit of an easier time mass producing them. I do believe there's a restaurant around here that has one. And the school has one in the music room. I could perhaps help arrange for you to use it after hours?

Oh, I wouldn't really want to impose on you.

... That said, I can't say that it wouldn't be appreciated! It's been -- wow. Almost five years, I think.

Think nothing of it. Though I would appreciate being able to hear what you have to play.

I figured it kind of went without saying you were invited. I mean, consider that you're the one with the connections, and all.

Oh good. I would have invited myself anyway. Tell me, what kind of music do you play?

I'm so good I defy the traditional genre labels of this era~♫

...Only not really. I'm not sure what you'd call it, honestly. I guess classical, folk, traditional... something like that.

Ah, I should have known better to have asked. Music where you're from could very well be different from what I know.

I dunno if it's all that different. Even here each genre's dramatically different from the next. Sure, sometimes they've got common themes and underlying harmonics, but the styles themselves vary so much.

Very true. I had simply expected a place that had different historical circumstances and different technological advances may have different instruments and sounds, and therefore different styles.

That's a good point, but look at all of us brought to Prospero -- for the most part if we try to speak the languages from back home, there's bound to be someone who will recognize it, even if they had a different world they themselves came from.

I think what I'm trying to say is the... universe? Multiverse? Whatever you want to call it. It's lazy. That's my running theory, anyway.

[She starts laughing.] I like this theory. The mysterious creator lacks the creativity even a preschooler would have in this situation. I for one am disappointed all these other worlds have humanoid populations. Where's the alien monsters they used to make movies about?

Aliens. [Give her a moment to get the context of the phrase -- ah, there we go. Outsiders!]

I dunno, I'm of a mind some of the weirdest things you can find on terra firma itself. Just take a gander at some of the bugs that fly around without a care.

[She grimaces.]I'd rather not. Nasty little devils aren't they?

Hmm, how to put it?

"They look interesting, but I'd rather not have to look at them."

Something like that, I think!

Exactly that. If it's not dead I want nothing to do with it.

And if it is dead you'd rather not see it anyway, right?

No, I'd rather not but it is easier to deal with a dead bug than something that crawls strangely.

Guess you've got a point there. Best not to have to deal with them in the first place though I bet, yes?

Oh, I agree.

Kinda funny when I think about it. Even in places where there aren't many people, there are tons of bugs. They really are adaptable little things. Guess they had to have something going for them.

Disgusting things usually are the things to always survive. I think they realize no one wants them around and live just out of spite.

My theory was along the lines of "sheer population." There are lots of ants in an anthill, for example.

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