Where have you been, my darling young one? ((Open to anyone coming along))

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One thing Aurora has in common with Gar is a near-inability to stay still. Already, she's cleaned up the kitchen (and, when it comes to the Tower, this can be a rather daunting chore), had a game of fetch with Krypto, and done a practice run through the training room.

That still doesn't solve what's bugging her, though. A banana-paper journal open in front of her, she's attempting to write in her diary. This entry is in the form of a letter to her parents.

She sighs and rubs out another line with her eraser. She'll have to tell them in person, of course. The note is the coward's way out. Still, it's letting her at least organize what to say...