[She's in the Tokyo apartment that Souji uses for business, the one from which, if she stands on the balcony and goes up on her toes, she can barely see Yoyogi Park. Except now she's standing on the balcony's railing and it's not Yoyogi she sees, it's Countshire.
It's Countshire, but it's also not... She scrunches her nose to force her glasses back into place. It's a sinking ship wedged between flats of asphalt and now the asphalt is beginning to crack. For some reason, Umeka is not troubled. She lowers herself to sit on the railing, kicking her legs absently, and watches as her alma mater starts to sink into the city.]
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It's Countshire, but it's also not... She scrunches her nose to force her glasses back into place. It's a sinking ship wedged between flats of asphalt and now the asphalt is beginning to crack. For some reason, Umeka is not troubled. She lowers herself to sit on the railing, kicking her legs absently, and watches as her alma mater starts to sink into the city.]