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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[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

...I understand. {He smiles sadly.}
I didn't want to see her at first either.

I found that talking to her, though, helped a lot.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

[She shakes her head sharply.

No. She wouldn't... she wouldn't approve. Of... well.

[A broad gestures to what she's wearing, with the hand that's holding the wig.]

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

...I think you'd be surprised.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Really?

Even if I told you that... well... choosing this look in particular... it might not have been just because nobody would ever suspect it was me?

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

...She told me, when she saw me once... That a mother will always love her child. No matter what.

{Also this is nothing compared to what their double had to wear that one time.}

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

[Clive hugs herself, looking miserable.]

I still... maybe I'll change my mind later, but...

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

I understand. Take your time.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

[She glances at her double.]

...you've spoken to her, though?

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

Yea.
She's just like I remembered.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

...mmph...

And... she's okay? She's... she's really okay?

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

Yea. She really is.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

...good.

[She runs a hand across her face, sighing faintly.]

Maybe you're right, and she would be... okay with everything, but... I don't think I can risk that.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

If that's what you think. I won't force you to see her.
But if she's okay with what I did, I'm sure she'll be okay with... this. {Gestures.}

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Well... maybe, but this is... different.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

Different isn't necessarily bad.

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

I know that. But... that doesn't mean I want Mother to know about this.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

Like I said, I won't force you to see her. I won't tell her, either, since you seem so adamant about it.

Just know that she's here. And she loves me. And you. And our double.

{He smiles.} Look at me, I sound like a sage. {He laughs.}

[primarydeux.livejournal.com]

Y-yeah.

...I'd... rather you didn't tell our 'double', either.

[crazyclever.livejournal.com]

I won't. My lips are sealed. {Lord knows he's good at keeping secrets.}