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I have a proposal to make--this might seem rather sudden, but I've been giving it a lot of thought.

In this place, there seem to be a lot of people who are interested in mechanics and space travel.

Why don't we all put our work together to form a research team of our own? If we get sponsored, it could also be a good way to use our abilities and increase our income. That, and in our research, we might just find a way to get out of here somehow.

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W-w... What? *gapes*

Don't you like me?

Mom always said that you marry people you like. And I like you!

*Noa accentuates this with a cling*

You....don't marry.... everyone you like...
I am... I mean... I also wouldn't... we are too young still. *nervous laughter*

We are?

*Noa blinks up at him*

But........

I thought if you liked someone a lot, you got married. That's what Mom always said.

Yes!

N-No... You don't marry everyone you like a lot... Don't you like your mother a lot? What about your father? Would you marry them?

That's why we have close friends...

*Noa thinks a bit*

I wouldn't marry Mommy and Daddy...because they're married and they love each other...

But........

.....................

Close friends?

....

I've never had a close friend before.

*smiles* Well, I can be your first one, if you want?

You....

*Noa looks at him quizzically*

Do you REALLY want to be my friend?

*kneels besides her and smiles* Of course. People also have to be friends first for very long before they marry, too, did you not know?

*Noa looks at him for a moment...her lip starts to tremble, she lets go of him a moment, only to lunge at him, hugging him tight, sobbing.*

*looks startled for a moment, then hugs her close* Are you alright? What's wrong?

Noa whimpers and moans into his shirt, heaving and sobbing...quite hard.*

I...I...

I've never...h-had...a-any...f-friends...be...before.

No? Why? *rubs her back soothingly*

Th-They...

*Noa hiccupped, still sobbing loudly into Little Al's chest*

Th-They used to...h-hit m-me. D-Daddy'd g-get m-mad...A-And h-he'd..tr-try to...get them t-to s-stop, but...

E-Every d-day Th-they'd...

*widens eyes* Who did that? That's horrible.

I will be your friend, okay? There is no need for you to cry. What is your name?

((forget the last sentence if she already introduced herself, because I think she did not))

*Noa wipes her nose on him a bit, and looks up at him, trying to hold her tears in.*

Th-The other k-kids. Th-They di-didn't li-like me.

....

*Noa then buries her face in his chest, snuggling him.*

I'm...I'm Noa.

They were silly then, because you are a very likeable girl, Noa. *pets her hair*

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