Yup, that's me. Just an elementary teacher from the end of the world.

[And nothing more. Except that's nowhere near the truth. But the truth is too big and too weird to share freely, even if it doesn't matter like it did back home. How could she even explain it to anyone without the right context? It'd just sound like some mad fever dream.

Besides. She likes Amos. She doesn't want him to turn from her, knowing the truth of who and what she is. He doesn't need to know she's essentially a terrorist in service of the devil.]

Nothing's really been happening in the castle. No new news, no more field trips, just the same old same old. People are being really nice, I guess. More friendly, I think...I think a lot of people are hanging a lot of hope on us. And I really wish they weren't.

[While she can't speak for everyone, Nadine has no intention of being this kingdom's hero. She can't. It isn't a matter of skill or ability, her heart just can't muster up the strength to care. Her loyalties are already spoken for. She doesn't know these people, she doesn't care about them, and the thought of them putting any sort of faith in her...it feels wrong. Makes her uncomfortable in ways she can't quite pin down.

But she's no one's hero.]