[And Jeanne is naturally deep in those fields. She's been reaping it seems, basket full of stalks of wheat. She's sat the basket down a moment when Cloud manages to stumble across her. She seems a little surprised at his appearance, not his looks but rather the fact that he is there.]
Are you... lost?
[The idea of being lost in a dream is somewhat amusing.]
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Are you... lost?
[The idea of being lost in a dream is somewhat amusing.]