Unlike some -- most, really -- of the memories that this place evokes, Estelle recognizes this place, but not the time. The girl jogs up slowly, looking ariund, and she stops behind Lucca. Adol the Flareon -- rather than the Eevee that he was, when they were children -- peers out around her. Estelle looks about, before her lips part for a moment.
"Are you...?" she asks, before she looks at the entrance to the workshop. "Is this your house?"
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Unlike some -- most, really -- of the memories that this place evokes, Estelle recognizes this place, but not the time. The girl jogs up slowly, looking ariund, and she stops behind Lucca. Adol the Flareon -- rather than the Eevee that he was, when they were children -- peers out around her. Estelle looks about, before her lips part for a moment.
"Are you...?" she asks, before she looks at the entrance to the workshop. "Is this your house?"