Spark Knight Klee
"I, Mona Megistus, was sent on this perilous journey by my Master, to retrieve her sacred journal. It was a long, difficult journey, but at last, I..."

Thud. She falls to the ground, her stomach growling loudly.

Mona: "C-curse my mortal body, and its constant need for nourishment! And right as the city of Mond finally stands before me...!"

Her head slumps down, her large, pointed hat falling over her face.

Mona: "Mmngh..."

"... Markus, Markus, look! I found something weird on the ground!"

Mona hears faintly, as two pairs of footsteps slowly approach her.

Markus: "Klee, I told you not to poke at every strange thing you find."

Klee: "Oh, it's actually some lady."

Markus: "... Klee, I told you not to poke at every strange person you find."

Mona: "H-how dare you, I am neither 'weird' nor 'strange'!" She utters, raising her head weakly.

Markus: "Oh, she's awake."

Her head immediately slumps down onto the dirt (again).

Markus: "Never mind..."

Klee: "Should we help her, Markus?"

Markus: "I'm... not sure. I've seen a few people 'beg for help' outside of the city before, only to turn out to be scam artists..."

Klee: "What's a 'scam artist'?" She tilts her head in confusion. "Someone that tries to sell bad drawings?"

Markus: "N-no, it's... Uh..."

Mona's stomach growls again, even louder this time.

Klee: "Ooh, that was sooo loud! She must be super hungry!"

Markus: "Yeah, I don't think you can fake that..."

Klee: "We should bring her to Mondstadt to get her some food!" She grabs Mona's arm, pulling it in attempt to move her.

Markus: "K-Klee, no! You'll hurt her!"

He leans down, trying to pull Mona over his shoulder.

Markus: "T-this is difficult to do by myself..." He begins to walk forward, but is clearly struggling. "O-oof..."

Klee: "Wow, Markus, you're not very strong!"

Markus: "Shush, Klee..." He pouts. "Thankfully, we're still fairly close to the front gate... Would you mind calling Swan or Lawrence over here to help me out?"

Klee: "Okie dokie~!"

Markus watches Klee dash away while still carrying Mona on his back.

Markus: "Her attire is so... odd. Who even is this...?" He eyes her, still with some suspicion. "It looks like the kind of outfit Fischl would wear..."

"Oh, Markus!"

Markus: "N-Noelle?!"

His eyes widen in surprise as he sees the familiar maid/knight-in-training sprint towards him, Klee in tow.

Klee: "Klee brought Noelle!"

Markus: "I told you to get Swan or Lawrence, not..."

Klee: "Klee saw Noelle when I ran over there, so Klee decided to ask her instead."

Markus: He brings a hand to his face, sighing. "Jeez... S-sorry to bother you, Noelle..."

Noelle: "It's quite alright. I'm happy to help with whatever you need." She notices Mona draped over his shoulder. "Who is this young woman? Is she unwell?"

Markus: "She's apparently... really hungry. I need help carrying her to the city..."

Noelle: "Understood. Leave it to me!"

Noelle effortlessly lifts Mona onto her back, carrying her forward with just as little effort toward the gate... all by herself. Markus simply stands there, watching her in disbelief.

Markus: "..."

Klee: "Whoa, Noelle is sooo strong! So much stronger than you, Markus!"

Markus: "Ooogh..." He glances away in shame. "M-maybe I need to work out more..."

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