[A blue haired man appears in the camera, staring it for a second before shrugging. Apparently, this is how it works.]

Normally when I'm summoned, I show up in a circle of magic with a Master nearby, not waking up in a pod in a bay. So Master, if you've wandered off somewhere, let me know and I'll come find you.

[He sighs, and mutters under his breath] And a Caster again, too.

I've been hearing some very peculiar rumors about myself as of late, and I suppose I should address them before they get too out of hand.

If there is someone in this city by the name of Jessica, apparently we are allegedly in some sort of a squabble. I promise though, if someone is leaving you irritating messages, it has not been me. For starters, I don't believe we've met, and I find it rather difficult to have arguments with people without meeting them.

Also, if I'm to be quite honest, I've never heard of 'Post-Its' before this and have never used them, so I promise I have not been using them for passive-aggressive warfare. [Since he's from the 1920s and those haven't been invented yet.]

 Action - Morning - NW Park/Natural Area

[It had been some time since anyone might have seen that expression on Hikari's face.  Not sad.  Not angry.  Not...anything, really.  A cold, empty blankness fronting the whirlwind of emotions she was still trying to accurately process.]

[And the worst part of it was...it was for the exact same reason as before.]

[...well...almost:]

Oniichan...my brother, Taichi...he's gone.  

[But this time, there was a pause after her statement.  A hint of light still flickered in her eyes, and the corners of her lips even threatened to twitch upward in a smile.  A sad one, but better sad than...before.]

It's okay.

He'll...he'll be okay.  Back home.  I have to believe that.  Because I believe in him.  And...the person who told me things work out for us.