[div style="width: 600px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 550px; padding: 0px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt;"]Meetings. Had he ever been to one? The angel couldn't quite remember. It was possible he had been to perhaps one while in the Typhoon, but a majority of his time was spent curled up in a corner of Goldenluxury's hut. Much like he had been in the first days since arriving here. However, staying cooped up indoors would never get him anywhere, and he would never get better if he continued to isolate himself.

At the call, Junji approached, albeit a bit cautiously. He listened to the short announcements, and briefly cast his gaze over to the newly named Snowseeker. He wasn't sure what the title meant, but it seemed important nonetheless. "Congratulations," The boy offered softly. The name Arthur was tucked away in his memory for future reference; he did not want to forget the only other face he had seen here. With a light twitch of his tail, he turned away and returned to his cabin.

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