[It's been an awful stressful terrible no-good very bad day but hey, things are finally looking up! Flan's sad when the falling feeling stops but it's such a relief to be in a void, even if it's not her void. That lack of ground! That nothingness! Smell that lack of air! She's felt homesick before but oh man, it hits so hard now that she's almost where she should be.

She's quick to roll out of the pile of people and over the not-ground, feeling it not touch her body. Flan giggles a little to herself (a smidge manic but hey, she's earned it) and then flops out, staring up at the darkness above.

Then she realizes there's a light. Then she realizes the light's coming from Maximilien and the wish lady and uh-oooohh. She doesn't bother trying to sit up b/c that would require trying to plant hands into the nothing underneath her and she already knows how that kind of thing goes. Instead, she turns her head until she spots the pile of bones among the people.]

Hey 'dug? You got a speech locked and loaded? I think we need one about now. ... though I mean, if anybody's got a speech, this seems to be a good time to give it.