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Steven lives in Helian's Glade and can usually be found somewhere in the gardens. Letters can be left on his bed, which is made of moss and several supernaturally large blooms, or the drawer filled stump where he keeps his belongings. He is responsive to network communications but prefers not to speak one on one over them.

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It wasn't the result he was aiming for. His bad.
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"Really? What did you show her?" he asks, tilting his head and raising his ears attentively.
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He shrugs helplessly. "She said she didn't know it, but then told me not to show anyone else or draw it again. And then she went into her tower."
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He'd complained anecdotally about having been locked in a room for several hours when it happened, but he hadn't gone into much detail about the room itself. The decorating hadn't seemed important.
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But they seemed regal, probably important. There weren't even any names to tie them to.
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He guesses if he saw that he'd have been more curious about it. And if it was bad enough to make Helian act like that...
"Whatever it is, it must have really gotten to her. More than usual, even."
He glances towards the tower warily. Yet, there is a curious hope that flickers in his heart. Anything that can affect the Gentry's moods that strongly must be important. If it's something, anything, that could change the status quo...
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"Well, I saw it myself, so she doesn't even have to know it involved you," he says. He's obviously thinking hard. "You said Peridot was there, too? Do you know if she asked anyone about it?"
That, admittedly, is a little bit worrying conceptually. If Helian reacted badly, there's no telling if Calor or someone like that would react even worse.
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He didn't think he'd come away so empty handed, but maybe that shouldn't be a surprise.
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Maybe it's years of having things kept secret from him, or past experience with how much a twist in expectations can achieve. He's clearly getting excited about this, though, as daunting as that may seem.
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That's kind of pessimistic, but Yuya'a been fearful about getting his hopes up for a while.
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His ambitions are bold, here, but right now it's all words. Yet, the edge of worry can still be heard as he speaks. He's nervous, even if he doesn't want to be.
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He considers.
"But if there were two rooms with it, there's bound to be more, right? Even the Gentry don't have complete control over the castle."
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He knows it's been a while, though. It makes him nervous with himself. "I guess, it wouldn't hurt to..."