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H: hey Frieren! check out this meme I ma- uh... found!
He hands her a parchment
F: hmm... ( . _ .)
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F: (• _ •) I probably should've asked this first but what's a meme?
H: it's just a... uhm... uhhh.... ( ﾟｰﾟ)ゞ
F: why is there a picture of me in it? ( . _ .)
H: well look what the circled words say! haha
F: that's not how my name is spelled (• _ • )
H: uh that's-
F: ( . _ .) in fact, none of these are the correct spelling (• _ • ) also why are these simply connectors rather than arrows? there's no indication of direction. honestly this is a completely unreadable flowchart. whoever made this needs to brush up on th-
H: flow... chart...? ( •́ ⍨ •̀)
F: yes, a diagram that's meant to indicate the progression of a process. Or the "flow" of it. The name is pretty self explanatory, really. However, if you don't indicate the direction of that flow clearly, it defeats the entire purpo-
She doesn't notice Himmel has already walked away, barely containing his chuckling
F: something wrong? (• _ • )
H: ohhh not a thing. you can hold onto that ( ˘◡˘)├┬┴┬┴
F: ok ദ്ദി(• _ • )
As he turns the corner, a sly smile creeps onto Frieren's face
He's so gullible isn't he? Come on, she isn't THAT dense
Though, as much of an egotist as he is, he's certainly a flatterer too
... or... maybe he's just kind
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She holds the parchment up to her chest. Perhaps parchment can hold and transfer kindness
Maybe the warmth she's now feeling in her chest is that kindness
Sure, that adds up. Let's go with that