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... a bit tired lately. I came here for a change of scenery."

"Oh, is that so? Then, do what you've got to do. If you don't have a place to stay tonight, you can stay at the Governor's Mansion. It's empty."

With that, Dipp turned around and left. After walking just a few steps, however, he turned on his heel and asked in a concerned voice, "Is the Captain really okay?"

For some reason, Sparkle found the fishman to be quite annoying. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and Dipp vanish ...

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