[ Ardbert is a man of great (?) talent, surely he is more than capable of inspecting flowers and holding a conversation about a completely different topic at the same time.

Unlike Beatrix, whose singular brain cell can only handle one thing at a time. She peeps over her shoulder at Embrasque, soothed by its familiar weight and comforting sight. ]

I think it had to do with the survey the train sent out awhile back. You know, the one that called us weird names?

[ Hers called her something weird, at least. Maybe his was nicer about it. Maybe he also got the (faked by Gojo) result that he's perfect. ]

Well, I did everything it told me to do and then my phone told me later to go to the shopping mall app and I got a fancy pommel and a note that said if I put it on Embrasque that I could heal people with it.

[ Holy run-on sentence Batman. ]

Anyway, I'm not sure how it works yet. The note only said to put it on. Maybe I just have to hit someone very lightly?