[Celeste steps daintily just inside the apartment, and follows Riley to sit at her little kitchen island, more than content there for now. She takes a slow, deep breath in, and lets it out through her nose.


Game Start!]

How gracious of you.

[Everything Celeste is not, as waits until Riley has fully turned back around to start her gambit. Nor is she the type to waste time, so no fucking around with small talk, lest Riley get up any sort of guard.]

I was speaking to Atem, and he told me about the strangest place the other day. Williams-san. Have you heard of Multiversal Museum?