#mwah mwah off to sadland for lincie

[amitieos]

"A moment of your time!" Emcee catches up to you before you can disperse to your room or rejoin with your teammates, or wherever else it is you're heading off to.

"This way, this way." The strange host ushers you into a small shack, curtained off from the outside. They offer you a chair and a bright lamp hangs overhead.

"Now then," they start, positioning themselves across from you. "How do you feel about being eliminated this week? What do you want to tell your remaining teammates?"

In their hand is a voice amplifying stick, which they hold out to you now.

"Oh, of course. Whatever can I help you with?" Elincia responds, following the Emcee into the shack. She half expects to be tasked with clearing up or mending torn clothes. Or perhaps preparing a meal for the staff behind the scenes. An interview hadn't even crosssed her mind. "It's a little disappointing. Mostly I feel as though I let Thrasir down being over cautious. She was a fantastic partner but we ran out of time but at least neither of us were injured. That's a blessing at least."

"Regardless, I've had a lot of fun! I feel I've gotten closer to some of my colleagues and students here too, so I'm very grateful to you," she hums for a moment, trying to gather her thoughts. What would she want to tell her teammates? Furthermore, how to be both gracious in defeat and rally her allies with her parting message. "I'd like to encourage my teammates to keep trying their best but to remember that the real prize is the friendships forged and lifelong memories we'll take away from here."

"Oh and to all Black Eagle students, regardless of their loyalties at Happyland... if The Weasels win, I won't set homework for six months. That's a promise." Elincia flashes a cheeky wink at the Emcee before bowing, hopeful her last comment will reach all her students and not just those on Team Weasel.