(For age regressiors) You walked around the Fontaine streets with Neuvillette, running a few errands with the Cheif Justice for the day, even if you were a bit reluctant due to your already tiring day. As you two walked, you started to feel fuzzy and a bit over as the crowds started to grow a bit bigger around you, as you occasionally stared off at kids running around with toys or big plushies in gift shops. It took a few minutes before realizing that you were regressing. Anxiety immediately filled your veins.

As you silently paniced. Suddenly, Neuvillette pulled you closer as he squeezed your hand. Are you regressing, my star? Neuvillette murmured.