Help you with work? Sure. Does that mean I can set Rhodes Island's course? There's a tribe nearby just about to hold an unusual ceremony, and I was thinking of going to see—I can't? Why not…? It'll barely be a detour…

This thing on my bangs? Yes, it's a relic. Its original use was most likely as a buckle. It was just sitting there in my family's storehouse with nobody to see it, so I took a page out of the Columbians' book and stuck it in my hair like sunglasses. See, even antiques can be fashionable.

Historical relics aren't the only thing the museum puts on display. As long as an exhibit broadens the visitors' horizons, it's a good exhibit, right? You nodded! Good, because I've got this proposal for you—drumroll please: The Life of a Sarkaz Boiler Worker! If you see no problem with it, then sign here!

Psychology, architecture, artifact appraisal and restoration, exhibit design and crowd dynamics… Museum studies require me to understand these things, and I do. But I'm not a master of any of them? Well, sure, but a decent understanding is enough for my work, and I'm also always learning new things…

My family's fortunes had waned by the time my father's generation came around, so we're nowhere near as illustrious as Pepe or Anat's families. Now I see that as a blessing. I could have gone to study in Columbia, as I wanted, just as I've come to Rhodes Island. If you need me to do anything, just say it straight, no need to beat around the bush like you do with those two.

'In Sargon, Padishahs are as numerous as the stars in the sky; anyone who feels like it can reach out and grab one.' That's my favorite quote from the Thieving Padishah Merit—No, no, I'm not saying I want to be one, I just think her 'I want it so I'll go do it' attitude is super-cool, you know?

Doctor! DOCTOR! Quick, there's no time to explain! Help me write a description for this artifact from the South Sargon Marshland Tribal Customs exhibit! Huh? You can't describe something you know nothing about? Whoa… So there are things you don't know… Alright, new plan, I do the writing now, and you check if what I've written makes sense.

I know Mio's no ordinary Feline Beast Steward… and you're no ordinary human either, Doctor. That's all right. You can keep hiding your identities, I'll still be friends with you both. Of course, if you ever feel like sharing your 'secrets', I'd be happy to lend you an ear.

Close your eyes, get in the car, and come with me! It's hot? Enough complaining. Okay, you can open your eyes now. Look at this desert expanse. This is where the Shah set out on his expedition. Who knows? The wind might uncover some of the footprints he left behind. Don't speak, Doctor, or you'll disturb the flow of time…

Nothing to do… Hmm… Why not try to sleep standing up like I hear Pallas can…? Zzz… Zzz… Ow! My head! That hurts!

Hello, Doctor, my name is rather tricky, so you may call me Titi, like all my friends do—but what you call me isn't important. I'm here to prepare my museum's new special exhibit. Are you and Rhodes Island interested in participating?

Hmm, these are something like the artifact restoration tutorials I watched in Columbia. It looks easy when someone else does it, but the moment you try it yourself, you realize you have no idea where to even start.

This is a Rhodes Island promotion? Using ancient investiture ceremonies in modern business management… Fascinating. I could try something like this in my museum.

I feel like I could go even higher from here—Wait, what do you mean this is the peak?

There's some new artifacts that need to go into storage, shall we go see?

Okay, everyone have a look at the plan—It's different from yesterday's? Well, I just now got a new idea. So? Any issues?

Let's go, time to see what new stories this round of relics has to tell us.

We're in the storeroom, so everyone tread a little lightly, okay?

Cleaning, conservation, repairing, restoration, I can do it all.

Just relax and leave it to me.

Remember, patience makes perfect.

Easy does it.

Brush off the dirt, revealing the rich tones of the pottery glaze.

Remove the mold, restoring the flexibility of the fabric.

Clear away the crust, returning the marble sculpture to its full glory.

Phew! No new ceramic artifacts coming in? Not much for me to do, then.

This is from a much older period than we thought. You sometimes find a major discovery like this when tidying up the storeroom. Let's celebrate with a big cup of tangerine sahlab!

And that's storage sorted. If we made a themed exhibit out of these items, the tourists would be happy to queue for at least two hours.

It's fine. I'll help you mend it with epoxy and touch up the seam. You won't even notice.

I was exhausted the moment I got out the door. Today's really not a good day for work. I'll do it tomorrow.

You have much more… intriguing furniture than I thought. Is there some sort of theming to it all?

Hey, I saw that. Your itchy finger was trying to pull my straps.

You want me to go shopping with you? Alright, I'll have a mango and carob slushie, with crushed nuts on top. Oh, and a hibiscus juice too. And it's on you, right?

Arknights.

Happy New Year. Want to try some fermented carrot cakes? All the rage in southern Rim Billiton. A Cautus patient in the infirmary gave me some, said it's how they celebrate the new year. Don't want one? It smells weird? Eh, a little I guess, but that's no reason not to try it.

Oh, Doctor. Did you also come to this corner of the bridge for a view of the city? Come, stand right here, this angle's spectacular!

Happy birthday, Doctor. Here, I found this while tidying up the family storeroom. It used to be an ornament for a chariot, but you can take it to keep your hood buckled, no matter how hard the wind blows. The moment I saw it, I knew it was meant for you.

The wear and tear on an artifact are proof that its former owner once lived. We're the same… So long as our brains are running and limbs moving, we'll leave our own marks on the land. Those who come after will bear witness.