Life is like ripples

[Accidental video:]

[The video starts with showing the hands of someone, sewing what seems to be a part of a woman’s kimono with precision. Soon the angle shifts, and the person is revealed to be Tomoyo, who is sitting on a quilt in front of one of the tents, two folded men’s hakama and a bundle of brightly colored fabric laying on the quilt beside her.

With a few more stitches, the kimono is ready, and she folds it neatly and sets it to rest beside the two hakama. This is when she notices the journal recording, and although her first expression is that of surprise, she soon laughs brightly, reaching for the journal.]

I intended this to be a surprise, but it seems you had other thoughts.

[With that, she closes the journal, but some writing appears a short moment later:]

It seems my journal has no respect for surprises, so I am making this announcement slightly ahead of what I had planned.

As it is, I have noticed it is surprisingly difficult to find traditional clothing of quality at a reasonable price in this world, and so I am offering my services: I will design and make kimono, furisode, hakama, yukata or any other clothes of your choice, should you have a need for them.

Please don’t hesitate to ask me about this - I will be happy to help.

[Accidental video]

[The recording starts in the middle of her (very one-sided) discussion with the Welcome Center ladies – Tomoyo is looking around, alternating between confused and curious.]

I need to write in this? [She points at the journal, then glances at the doors and suddenly smiles.]

Oh, so that must be the requirement to leave the barrier! How surprising. [She pauses, then turns back to look at the Kisekians and smiles again.]

Thank you for your help. [As she says this, a brief look of amusement passes over her features, before she turns away and opens the journal, and that’s where the recording stops.]

[Written]

It seems I need to write here in order to leave this building. I don’t quite understand how or why I got here, but... [She pauses for a moment.]

If I have understood correctly, I should be able to talk to someone through this, no? If that is so, then I would like to ask for information, as I must admit to being quite surprised at finding myself here.

[....] Oh! Where are my manners? My name is Tomoyo, pleased to meet you!