Well, this is certainly odd.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

[Emmy stumbles a little as she appears in the lobby - understandable, really, given that she was stepping out of the Laytonmobile just a moment before. Much as she'd been paying more attention to Layton than her surroundings, she rather doubts that they're parked in a building. After all, they were supposed to be outside Misthallery, and who would put a town inside? Other than, well. Turning on her heel, she discovers that the Laytonmobile isn't even there behind her, anyway, and she promptly wheels around in a full circle to try to get a good look at her surroundings.]

Professor Layton!?

...anyone?

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[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

[She laughs aloud, but makes no move to stop him.]

Come now, Layton, who says I'm not deserving of your respect?

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

[Tosses the wig down to the floor.]

Everything I mentioned earlier, Mr. Dove!

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Ahhh, but what I said earlier was all the truth, professor. I have nothing but the utmost admiration for you, I can assure you.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

You... admire me?

...

Forgive my doubts but I find that hard to believe coming from a Clive. As I said, the one from my own world is hardly a friend and the only other Clive I've spoken to whilst being here openly detests me.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Well I--

I remember. That day, when you... you helped me. You saved me.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

[Looks away for a moment.]

...I wish my Clive would remember that.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

[...there's a moment of hesitation, and then Clive moves to hug Layton tight.]

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

[Puts an arm around him.]

It's fine, my boy. Though I am curious as to why you chose to dress as my assistant.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

I. Ah. Am your assistant.

Emmy Altava isn't... actually a real person.

[She cringes a little at that 'my boy', too.]

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

No, Emmy Altava is definitely a real person where I come from.

[He's seen plenty of evidence supporting her definitely female attributes.]

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Well. Different worlds. I guess.

Where I'm from, Emmy Altava has always been... well, me.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

How shocking that will be for your Layton to discover.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

...I wasn't actually intending to let him find out, you know.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

If he is Hershel Layton then he would have found out in time.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

I... wasn't planning to stay with him for long. Just... for a little while.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

Because you want to be close to him?

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

...maybe.

[She scratches the back of her neck awkwardly, trying to think of something to change the subject.]

...if I'm staying here, where can I live?

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

You can stay with me, if you'd like.

[Dammit, Monocle, at this rate half the Dressingroom is going to be sharing a room with you!]

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

[Clive flushes faintly.]

...you mean that?

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

Of course! As long as you don't mind Luke's presence I would welcome the company.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Ahhh... I don't know who Luke is.

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

You...

Oh, of course not! You said you were from when we just arrived in Misthallery. Well then, Luke is a young boy who stays with me as an apprentice. He's really no bother.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Ahh... yeah, that's okay.

[Scratching at the back of her neck again, Clive glances up at him.]

Show me the way?

[monocle-layton.livejournal.com]

Follow me then, Clive. Or should I refer to you as Emmy?

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

...Emmy in public. But... Clive is fine, if it's just us.