The Child Who Doesn't Exist

The Child Who Doesn't Exist is the first part of .
==Steps==
# Go to Poisson
# Be a "House" guest
# Help Lyney distribute supplies
# Continue distributing supplies
# Go to the temporary accommodations
# Figure out what Freminet is hiding
# Talk to Lyney and Freminet
# Ask about Clervie's origins
==Dialogue==
;(Upon obtaining quest)
: Paimon: It's been a while since we visited Poisson. Maybe we should head over and have a look around?
;(Approach Poisson)
: Lyney: Hey, ! Paimon!
: Paimon: Oh, Paimon knows that voice...
: Lyney: Over here!
: Lyney!
: It's been too long.
: Lyney: To borrow one of the more popular turns of phrase at the moment, this appears to be quite the "fated reunion." Running into you two out of the blue like this has really made my day. I certainly wasn't expecting it.
: Paimon: You can say that again! What brings you to Poisson?
: Paimon: Wait! Paimon's got it! You must be here for one of your magic shows, right?
: Lyney: Um... Actually, we've run into a bit of trouble on the home front, so "Father" arranged for us to stay in Poisson for the time being.
: Paimon: Oh, are Lynette and Freminet here too?
: Lyney: Yep, along with most of the other members of the House of the Hearth. You may have noticed Poisson seems a bit more... crowded than usual.
: Paimon: So you're saying nearly the entire organization has moved to Poisson? Sounds like you've run into way more than just "a bit of trouble." What's really going on?
: Lyney: Umm... Well...
: The Knave: Since the two of you are so curious, perhaps I can fill in the gaps.
: Paimon: Ack! You scared Paimon half to death!
: Lyney: "Father," you're here.
: Paimon: Um... Y'know? On second thought, maybe we don't need to know. It's all probably super confidential House of the Hearth stuff, right? We totally weren't trying to pry or anything...
: The Knave: No need to be nervous. I could sense your genuine concern from your conversation just now.
: The Knave: Of course, I can also understand your confusion. Sending so many Fatui here to Poisson, it's only natural that some might suspect an "ulterior motive" to be involved.
: Well, we are a little curious...
: We still have our reservations about your organization.
: The Knave: I understand. I'm well aware you've had your fair share of confrontations with the Fatui in the past. And I can't exactly guarantee that we'll remain on good terms in the future.
: The Knave: As for right now, however, I would say we have little reason to be at odds, wouldn't you agree? The House of the Hearth could stand to be more open with those who have worked so closely with us in the past.
: The Knave: As for the issue at hand... Well, it hardly relates to any ulterior motive. To be frank, it all stems from a certain rumor circulating around the House of the Hearth. It's an internal matter.
: Paimon: What sort of rumor?
: The Knave: A rumor that a certain "phantom child" is hiding away in the House of the Hearth.
: Some sort of ghost story, maybe?
: I feel like I'm getting chills already.
: Paimon: A phantom child? Just hearing the name is giving Paimon the creeps...
: The Knave: A spirit that should have long ceased to exist is lurking in the shadows of the House of the Hearth.
: The Knave: So, I decided to bring the children to Poisson before continuing to investigate the situation. I expect I should be able to track down the spirit fairly quickly. After that, it's just a matter of "resolving" the situation, if you will. It shouldn't be much trouble at all.
: The Knave: If you're curious, or if you still have some concerns, it might be advisable to stick around for a few days. I'm sure the children would be exceedingly pleased to welcome some visitors.
: The Knave: Lyney, I'll leave you to entertain our guests. I have some matters to attend to.
: Lyney: Of course, "Father."
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: Paimon: Phew...
:: (I couldn't help but feel intimidated during that conversation with The Knave. Now that she's gone, it feels like I can finally breathe again...)
:: (She also suggested that we stick around for a few days... But why?)
: Lyney: Hmm, it has long been a dream of mine to invite you to our home, and introduce you to my other siblings.
: Lyney: You're quite well-known in the organization already. A lot of people have been talking about you, especially after everything with the prophecy.
: Lyney: If you're willing, why don't you stay awhile and have a little chat with us?
: Paimon: Hmm, alright! We don't have anything else to do right now anyway. But let's be clear, we're just gonna be there as guests, okay? Don't get any funny... Wait a second! If we're your "guests," that probably means we'll be treated to lots of yummy food, right?
: Lyney: Of course! During our stay in Poisson, we've been helping out the locals with some fishing. We bring in quite the bounty every day. In fact, today is the perfect chance for me to show you what I can do in the kitchen.
: Lyney: Let's go. I'll take you to where we're staying.
;(Approach the marker)
: Lyney: We rented this house from one of the locals to use as a temporary base. I'll come back later and tidy up a bit. After that, it should be all ready for you to stay in tonight.
: Paimon: Awesome, thanks! So where are we off to now?
: Lyney: Well, when I happened to run into you two earlier, I was actually in the middle of distributing some supplies.
: Lyney: With this many people staying in Poisson, we have to bring in outside supplies every now and then. I should probably make sure the rest of these provisions get delivered, otherwise people might start to get antsy.
: Paimon: Okay! We'll come with!
: Paimon: There are all sorts of rumors about your organization floating around out there. Paimon's not sure she could even take a wild guess as to what's true and what's not.
: Paimon: But, now that we finally have the chance to see a day in the life of the House, we can take a good look at how you operate.
: Lyney: Well, you're more than welcome to come along. Just follow me.
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;(Approach Chapleau)
: Chapleau: Lyney! You're finally here! The supplies... I'm assuming you've—
: Lyney: Brought them with me? Yep, here you go.
: Lyney: Uh... hello? Something caught your eye?
: Chapleau: It's and Paimon!
: Foltz: No way!
: Heloir: C'mere everyone! Hurry! and Paimon are here!
: Lyney: One at a time please. Don't crowd around them all at once. We don't want to scare off our guests, now do we?
: Paimon: It's alright. Gotta say, Paimon didn't realize we were THIS famous...
: Foltz: Of course! "Father" and Lyney have told us so much about you!
: Chapleau: "Father" told us about how you helped Lyney. According to her, you're a trustworthy friend, and as far as she's concerned, that's pretty much the highest compliment we've ever heard her give. As you can imagine, everyone's been very curious about you.
: Foltz: I heard is so strong that can move a mountain with bare hands!
: Heloir: I heard Paimon eats so much that she can clean out the entire pantry at Hotel Debord in just three days!
: Paimon: Wait a second, that's the rumor you've heard about Paimon!? Not cool at all!
: Mine's also a bit of a stretch...
: Foltz: Oh, wait! When guests visit, you're supposed to give them gifts and stuff, right?
: Paimon: Oh, we don't need something like that. Besides, we don't have anything to give to you...
: Heloir: C'mon, we insist! I can give you some of my new potions? Just pick your poison — and by that I mean medicine or actual poison. I've got both.
: Paimon: Huh?
: Foltz: Ooor, maybe Chapleau can teach you guys about stealth! He's super good at it! He's never been caught!
: Chapleau: Ah, now that's not a bad idea! I know you usually prefer to fight head-on, but it never hurts to expand your bag of tricks, right? When it comes to eliminating your enemies, staying quiet can go a long way. Trust me — I would know.
: Chapleau: I was poisoned not too long ago, and I'm still dealing with the aftereffects, so I'm not quite as good as I was before... but I can still give you some pointers.
: Paimon: Um, wait, uh... When you said gifts, Paimon didn't think you meant poison and stealth tactics!
: Foltz: But those are the best things we can give you! You don't like them?
: Foltz: Ooh! How about this? Tell me the name of someone who really annoys you, and we'll teach 'em a lesson for you!
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: Lyney: Alright, Foltz, Heloir — I think that's enough suggestions for now. When it comes to being a good host, it's the thought that counts.
: Lyney: You don't need a physical gift to make our guests happy. In fact, pestering them with suggestion after suggestion might make them more annoyed than anything. I would say your enthusiasm has certainly gotten across.
: Heloir: Really?
: Absolutely.
: We definitely feel the love.
: Foltz: Awesome! It's been so long since we've had guests to play with! If there's anything you need, just let us know!
: Heloir: Yeah! Especially if it's poison or something. I've got all sorts of potions for that.
: Lyney: *ahem* Well, we'll talk to you all later. We've still got supplies to distribute.
: Chapleau: Alright. See you later.
: Crowd: Bye!
: Paimon: Um... Lyney, about all that poison and stealth tactics talk just now...
: Lyney: Scared you, did it? That kind of talk comes with being part of the House of the Hearth.
: Lyney: When Foltz was really young, he strangled all of his family pets — just out of curiosity. He was labeled a dangerous "problem child" and was abandoned by his family.
: Lyney: Heloir has an unnatural obsession with potions. "Father" has forbidden her from trying all the different concoctions she comes up with, but she still tries to test them in secret. You really have to keep an eye on that one.
: Lyney: Chapleau is around my age. While I'm mainly responsible for collecting intelligence, he handles surveillance. He's very passionate about his work and has no reservations about taking on some very difficult missions.
: Lyney: I know you two probably aren't used to that kind of talk, but I can promise you they only had the best of intentions. Things like stealth tactics and developing different poisons... they really mean a lot to them. They were just trying to share the best of what they could offer — that's all.
;(Talk to Chapleau, Foltz, or Heloir again, optional)
: Chapleau: Wow, and Paimon... I finally got to meet them in person!
: Heloir: Hmm, they don't really seem as intimidating as you hear in the stories.
: Foltz: They'd probably get along really well with Filliol... If only they got here sooner.
;(Approach Filliol)
: Lyney: Filliol, supplies are here.
: Filliol: Thanks. And who are these two? Outsiders?
: Lyney: Ah, allow me to introduce you. This is and Paimon.
: Nanteuil: Oh, you're the famous duo I've been hearing so much about.
: Nanteuil: It's nice to meet you. I heard you've traveled to all sorts of places. Is that true?
: Paimon: Of course! We're making our way all across Teyvat!
: Filliol: Oh, good for you.
: Nanteuil: You must be pretty familiar with Fontaine by now, then. Have you seen the new opera that started running recently? I think it's called... "The Four Thousand Thieves"?
: Paimon: This is the first we've heard of it!
: Nanteuil: It seems like it's going to be fantastic — from what I've been able to tell from the posters, anyway. You should definitely check it out if you have the time.
: Filliol: Oh, and there's "The Blind Maiden" too. That one is supposed to have audience interaction. Seems pretty interesting.
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: Filliol: After this mission is over, I think I'll go get a manicure.
: Nanteuil: Maybe I should dye my hair. Hmm, wonder how much it'll cost...
: Paimon: Is it just Paimon, or do these two seem much easier to get along with than the others... Looks like the House of the Hearth has some "normal" members, after all.
: Filliol: I heard that.
: Paimon: Oh! Uh... Oops, hehe...
: Nanteuil: I'm guessing you're referring to Foltz and the others? Yeah, we're definitely not all like them.
: Filliol: I bet those crazies are practically foaming at the mouth right now. Heh, I'm sure they just can't wait to get back to Snezhnaya to carry out the plan...
: Lyney: That's enough, Filliol.
: Filliol: Ah, "don't talk about family members behind their back," right? Heh, whatever. Let's go.
: Nanteuil: Um, guess this is goodbye then! If you ever have some time, we should go see the opera together!
: Lyney: *sigh*...
: Lyney: Well, that's it for the supplies. We should probably head back as well.
: Paimon: Well, they didn't seem too happy with each other. Seems like there could be something more going on here...
: We should observe for now.
: It's better not to pry.
: Paimon: You're right. We're only here as "guests," after all.
: Paimon: Oh, Lyney's getting super far ahead! C'mon, let's catch up!
;(Talk to Filliol or Nanteuil again, optional)
: Filliol: Looks like there's more trouble in store next month too... *sigh* When will it end...
: Nanteuil: Hey, just focus on the positives. At least our time in Poisson has been pretty relaxing. Don't you think?
;(Return to the temporary accommodations)
: Lyney: So... What do you think of the members you've met so far?
: They've certainly got a lot of personality.
: Lyney: Haha, well, "Father" is always encouraging us to be strong-willed and independent. So, if there's one thing we've got, it's people who aren't afraid to speak their mind.
: Lyney: Well, I should probably get cooking. Wanna join?
: Paimon: Of course!
: Lyney: Then let's head out... Huh? Freminet? What are you doing here?
: Freminet: Ah, well, um...
: Paimon: Freminet! Nice to see you again!
: Freminet: You too. I heard you're here as guests of the House of the Hearth. Welcome.
: Lyney: We were just going to make some food. Why don't you come along? I could use some help in the kitchen, and I seem to remember you mentioning you wanted to make Seafood Soup for and Paimon.
: Paimon: Seafood Soup! Paimon's drooling already!
: Lyney: Were you looking for something just now, Freminet? Maybe I can help.
: Freminet: Ah, it's nothing. I just wanted to see if there were any extra supplies.
: Lyney: Yeah, we've got some left over. What do you need?
: Freminet: Some food and water. And some clean cloth, if possible.
: Lyney: No problem. Give me a second here. Food, water...
: Lyney: Wait a minute... What do you need all of those for? You're not on any missions, as far as I'm aware, and you were just going to come eat with us... So what's this all about?
: Freminet: I—I thought I'd grab an extra portion because I get hungry at night. Could be because I'm growing, y'know, and...
: Lyney: Freminet.
: Lyney: You remember what I told you? You're not like me — your lying skills still need some work.
: Lyney: Tell me what's going on. Is it really bad enough that you have to keep it from your own brother?
: Paimon: Um... Maybe it'll be better if we gave them some space...
: Freminet: ...
: Lyney: Huh, this is the first time I've seen that kind of look on your face. Whatever happened... Does it have something to do with "Father"?
: Freminet: Yes.
: Freminet: Just... follow me.
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;(Approach Clervie)
: ???: You're back! Oh, and you've brought some friends with you this time!
: Lyney: Hello, my name's Lyney. I grew up in the House of the Hearth. And you are...
: ???: Hi, Lyney. I'm also a child of the House of the Hearth — just like you!
: Clervie: You can call me Clervie.
: Lyney: Clervie?
: Clervie: It's nice to meet you.
: Paimon: Does that name ring any bells, Lyney?
: Lyney: No, not at all. That's not a name we have on our roster — I'm sure of it. What I'm not sure of, though... is how she managed to sneak in.
: Lyney: She must be the "phantom child" "Father" has been searching for. From the looks of it, I'm guessing you were the one that found her, Freminet? You, uh... haven't told "Father," have you?
: Freminet: No, I haven't told anyone. I've just been... keeping her hidden.
: Lyney: For how long?
: Freminet: About half a month now.
: Lyney: So, ever since we got to Poisson, then? Do you have any idea what you're doing!?
: Freminet: I know what I'm doing.
: Lyney: Really? 'Cause from where I'm standing, it looks like you're hiding the very person "Father" has been trying to find! If "Father" finds out about this, everyone involved is going to be punished.
: Lyney: You know the rules of the House, Freminet. I know you do — "Father" doesn't tolerate any form of betrayal. So, why are you doing this?
: Freminet: I've thought it through... And I just can't hand her over like that.
: Freminet: Lyney, don't you remember last year? Chapleau nearly died after getting poisoned during that one mission. He wasn't able to get back before the poison started taking effect, and not a single person was there to help him.
: Freminet: That night, while I was sleeping, I heard a voice telling me to go save him. I opened my eyes, but I couldn't find the source of the voice. I thought maybe I was just hearing things, but I went to look for him anyway. Luckily, I got there with enough time to save his life.
: Freminet: That feeling of being "haunted," of hearing voices... It's happened many times in the House of the Hearth. I'm sure you've noticed.
: Lyney: So what you're saying is... That was her? She was the one who spoke to you that night?
: Freminet: Unless there are other spirits roaming around the House of the Hearth, I don't think there's any other possibility.
: Freminet: If Clervie were our enemy, it wouldn't matter whether she was a spirit or an actual child — I would have acted without a second thought, because that's what "Father" ordered us to do.
: Freminet: But, she's been living with us, helping us from the shadows all this time. I think that makes her family.
: Freminet: I couldn't just hand her over to be dealt with — not when there's so much we still don't know.
: Lyney: So what's your plan then? You can't keep her here forever. Someone is bound to find out eventually.
: Freminet: I haven't thought that far yet. I don't want to disobey an order from "Father," but I also don't want to put Clervie in danger.
: Lyney: Come with me. There are a couple things I'd like to say to you in private.
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: Clervie: Those two sure care a lot about each other.
: Paimon: Well, they got a funny way of showing it. From where Paimon was floating, it sure seemed like they were about to bite each other's heads off...
: Clervie: No way! They have a really deep bond. I could tell right away, 'cause I also have a friend like that.
: Clervie: I just... don't know how long that kind of bond can last.
: What do you mean?
: Clervie: The darkness in the House runs deeper than you can imagine. No one can get out alive.
: Freminet: I'm sorry, Lyney. I really didn't mean to drag anyone else into this...
: Lyney: Oh, really? You didn't mean to? 'Cause I, for one, wish you did.
: Freminet: Huh? What do you mean?
: Lyney: Y'know, when we were younger, you didn't call me "Lyney." You called me "Brother," just like Lynette.
: Lyney: We grew up together, the three of us. We were all orphans, all rescued by "Father." Of all the siblings in the House of the Hearth, I think our bond was the closest.
: Lyney: Later on, when you started calling me "Lyney," I wasn't actually surprised. After all, Lynette and I are related by blood. We've had to depend on each other to survive long before we joined the House.
: Freminet: Lyney, I...
: Lyney: The darkest and most difficult moments of my life happened before you and I had ever met — I'm sure that's true for you as well. Even so, Freminet, we've stood by each other for all these years now, and, to me, that means more than blood.
: Lyney: You and Lynette are the most important people in my life. No one can replace you. So, I won't let you face anything alone — not if I can help it.
: Paimon: Oh no, looks like things are getting kinda heated between Lyney and Freminet... Maybe we should go check on them.
;(Clervie's idle quotes)
: Clervie: Oh, it's raining. I should put my clothes away...
: Clervie: Perrie? Huh... Looks like she's not here either...
: Clervie: Ah, it's time to eat.
;(Talk to Freminet and Lyney)
: Paimon: Hey, you two... Hope we aren't interrupting anything, like a fight or...
: Paimon: Wait a minute! Freminet! Y—You're not... crying, are you? Is everything alright?
: Freminet: Everything's fine... Thanks for asking.
: Paimon: Well, we're all friends here, right? We've been through so much together, so if there's anything we can do to help, just say the word!
: Lyney: It's just a small family dispute. It's not something our guests should trouble themselves with. In fact, it might be better if your stay ended here.
: But sometimes, having guests around can come in handy.
: Paimon: Uh... What are you getting at, ?
: Lyney: When guests are around, families are often on their best behavior... and any disputes are less likely to escalate... That's what you're trying to say, isn't it?
: Exactly.
: I think it'll be better if we stick around.
: Lyney: I... just... Thank you. I was really hoping to keep you out of it, but even if I could think of some other reason to turn you away, I'm not sure I could convince you. I know things could turn dangerous, so I promise you this — from now on, I'll protect you like my life depends on it.
: Freminet: Me too.
: Lyney: Well, back to the matter at hand, then. If we don't plan on handing Clervie over to "Father," then our only other option is to solve the mystery of her identity before "Father" is able to track her down.
: Lyney: That means finding out where she came from and what she's doing here. Then, we can send her on her merry way and pretend like none of this ever happened.
: Freminet: I've tried that already.
: Lyney: And?
: Freminet: And... nothing. I tried taking her somewhere really far away, but... after some time, she just reappeared.
: Freminet: She even came with us all the way to Poisson. It seems like wherever the House is, she follows.
: Lyney: Hmm, I don't know much about spirits... Do you two have any ideas?
: Paimon: Let's see here... Ooh! Paimon remembers hearing something like... If you fulfill a spirit's last wish before they died, they'll let go of whatever's keeping them here and return to the Ley Lines.
: Paimon: It's just that... Paimon doesn't really remember where she heard that... so it's not guaranteed to work or anything.
: Lyney: Well, sounds like it's worth a shot. Guess that means we should go ask her about her wish. But first... Freminet, I need you to promise me something.
: Freminet: What is it?
: Lyney: I need you to promise me that this will stay between the two of us. We're the masterminds behind this whole thing — no one else gets involved. Can you do that for me?
: Freminet: Of course. I promise.
: Lyney: Alright, then let's seal the promise just like when we were kids... Fist bump on three. Ready? One, two, three...
: Lyney & Freminet & Lynette: I swear.
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: Freminet: Ah!!
: Lyney: Whoa!!
: Paimon: L—Lynette!
: You scared me!
: Lyney: Wh—What a surprise! *ahem* What brings you here, dear sister?
: Lyney: And, uh... When exactly did you get here?
: Lynette: You're an idiot, Brother.
: Lyney: Um...
: Lynette: And you too, Freminet.
: Freminet: Uh...
: Lynette: You three, . And you four, Paimon.
: Paimon: Wait, what did we do?
: Lynette: I've seen Clervie around the House of the Hearth before. I hadn't seen her in Poisson, so I figured she must not have come with us... But it turns out you were just hiding her.
: Lynette: I heard you talking about your plan. Rather than steering clear of the situation, I'd rather fully join in.
: Lynette: If you don't agree, I'll have no choice but to report everything back to "Father." Simple as that.
: Lyney: *sigh* You're not giving us much wiggle room here, Lynette.
: Lyney: Well, I guess we're all in this together, then. After we talk to Clervie, we'll figure out our next move.
: Lyney: There's no time to lose. Let's go.
;(Talk to Clervie)
: Clervie: Ah, I'm full! Thank you for bringing me this food, you guys.
: Paimon: She said she's "full," but the food doesn't look like it's even been touched...
: Well, she's a spirit...
: She can't actually eat.
: Freminet: That's right. Based on what I've been able to observe, it doesn't seem like Clervie can interact with the physical world at all.
: Freminet: Still, when she's presented with food, she'll always linger around it for a good little while. Maybe, in her mind, she really is eating those things.
: Lynette: Does she know that she has already passed away?
: Freminet: I've tried to ask her, but she didn't answer. My guess is that she's just as confused as we are, or... Maybe she couldn't understand the question at all.
: Lyney: Clervie, if you've got some time, I'd like to ask you a few questions.
: Clervie: Sure.
: Clervie: Oh! Another new friend! Hi, I'm Clervie.
: Lynette: Hello.
: Lyney: Clervie, how did you join the House of the Hearth?
: Clervie: Huh? Isn't it the same for everybody?
: Clervie: The Knave brings you here, and then you can't leave.
: Lyney: It's just that... your name, it's not on the roster. And I've never seen you before.
: Clervie: The roster? Ah, I get it now. I think there might be some things you don't know about this place.
: Clervie: The people in charge... They're not as nice as they look. They say they keep a roster... but it's not complete. There are a lot of people who aren't on it... and never will be.
: Clervie: In this House, some people are "family" and other people... are just "test subjects." Those kinds of people aren't ever going to get a place on the roster... unless it's the roster of people who've been executed.
: Paimon: Wait, does that mean The Knave, she...
: Lyney: Is there anyone that can vouch for you?
: Clervie: ...
: Clervie: Perrie. She's my best friend. She's the only one I trust in this place.
: Lyney: Have either of you heard of that name before?
: Lynette: No.
: Freminet: Me neither...
: Lyney: Clervie... Perrie... Neither of those names are on the roster.
: Lyney: But... it seems like she's telling the truth. Either that, or this kid's already got a bag of tricks bigger than mine.
: Lyney: Hmm, maybe we should try a different approach. Clervie, do you have a wish?
: Clervie: A wish?
: Lyney: It can be anything you want. Just imagine — it's your birthday, you're blowing out the candles, and your wish is...
: Clervie: To... To go outside.
: Clervie: Where the sun can find me.
: Paimon: That's it? Well, that sounds easy enough.
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: Clervie: The darkness in the House runs deeper than you can imagine. No one can get out alive.
:: (What did she mean by that...? Things can't be this simple.)
: Lyney: Okay, time to divide and conquer. Listen up. I've got a plan.
: Lyney: I'll try and find a way to use basic illusory magic to take Clervie outside and bring her somewhere with sunlight.
: Lyney: Lynette, try and find the list of executions that Clervie was talking about, and see if her name is on it.
: Lyney: Freminet, you stay in Poisson. We can't be the only ones who've had run ins with Clervie. I need you to collect intel on everything she's said and done.
: Lynette: Understood.
: Freminet: I'll try my best.
: Paimon: What about us? What should we do?
: Lyney: I really appreciate your willingness to help, but this is a family matter. I don't want to drag you in too deep. It's too risky.
: Lyney: Let me think... Since "Father" considers you to be guests, maybe you could stick by her side for a little while? You don't need to do anything except keep up some nice, casual conversation.
: Paimon: Ah, Paimon gets it! You want us to distract her!
: How should we contact you?
: Lyney: I'll give you a magic bird. If "Father" suspects something, all you need to do is release it when she's not looking, and it'll alert me that something's wrong.
: Lyney: Of course, that's only as a last resort. If "Father" doesn't seem to notice us, there's no need to make contact. We'll reconvene here tonight after all's said and done.
: Lyney: If the worst-case scenario happens, and we're discovered, just tell "Father" everything. We're not going to let our guests get punished for our own actions — that's where we draw the line.
: Be careful.
: Lyney: You too... Okay, this is where we part. "Father" should be at the beach nearby.
: Lyney: I really hope this goes well. No... It has to go well. That's the only way this can get resolved.
;(Talk to Lyney and Clervie, optional)
: Lyney: Clervie, I'd like to take you somewhere. Is that okay with you?
: Clervie: Sure! Where are we going?
;(Talk to Freminet, optional)
: Freminet: Hmm, where should I start looking...
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