Talking with Dog the previous day, her suspicions had been confirmed. Something's happening.
She looks terrible, really. She looks sleep deprived and unkempt to a level that was beyond unfitting for a lady of her upbringing.
It was abundantly clear now that her problems these past few days were not a product of simple worry over their fate.
She knows she has to talk to someone about this, she has to lay her cards on the table, figure SOMETHING out...
And when it comes to "figuring things out" there was one person who she knew immediately, once she was certain, she had to talk to.
So, she stands in front of Rikka's door, staring at it, and up and down the hall in unconscious suspicion for several moments. Then, finally, she knocks.]
January 6th, Late Night (or maybe January 7th, early morning; Alice's time table is all messed up)
Talking with Dog the previous day, her suspicions had been confirmed. Something's happening.
She looks terrible, really. She looks sleep deprived and unkempt to a level that was beyond unfitting for a lady of her upbringing.
It was abundantly clear now that her problems these past few days were not a product of simple worry over their fate.
She knows she has to talk to someone about this, she has to lay her cards on the table, figure SOMETHING out...
And when it comes to "figuring things out" there was one person who she knew immediately, once she was certain, she had to talk to.
So, she stands in front of Rikka's door, staring at it, and up and down the hall in unconscious suspicion for several moments. Then, finally, she knocks.]
Rikka-chan...?