[ Well, that's a way to start a conversation. Cloud looks up at her from the various posters and flyers, squinting in suspicion as she first starts with that, but looking down at the various posters. A whole tree going missing is weird but... is it really that weird, in the grand scheme. ]
A tree...?
[ To Cloud's credit, despite some of the suspicion he's getting punked, he takes a breath and takes a seat at the table, motioning for Ange to sit as well. He folds his arms, looking back down at the work he's piled up before speaking up, as if the answer to their dilemma will suddenly take shape before them if he glares at it hard enough. ]
How big was it? Where was it in town? Do you remember? We've been having some weird weather, too, so are you sure it didn't get taken down by strong winds?
[ He tries to make sure the questions are as neutral as he can muster. He's sure Ange doesn't want to be questioning reality any more than he already might be. But he has to eliminate the usual suspects before he can admit to himself something is far more wrong than it appears. ]
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A tree...?
[ To Cloud's credit, despite some of the suspicion he's getting punked, he takes a breath and takes a seat at the table, motioning for Ange to sit as well. He folds his arms, looking back down at the work he's piled up before speaking up, as if the answer to their dilemma will suddenly take shape before them if he glares at it hard enough. ]
How big was it? Where was it in town? Do you remember? We've been having some weird weather, too, so are you sure it didn't get taken down by strong winds?
[ He tries to make sure the questions are as neutral as he can muster. He's sure Ange doesn't want to be questioning reality any more than he already might be. But he has to eliminate the usual suspects before he can admit to himself something is far more wrong than it appears. ]