Part 170: Robin B

Oh, blast! My item pouch is gone. I must have dropped it somewhere...

Is this the object in question?

Ah, yes! My thanks, Miriel. I keep it tied to my belt, but it's always falling off for some reason.

Such actions are indicative of a persuasive downforce exerted on the object. My mother's book contained a passage espousing a similar theory...

So, um, can I have my pouch back now?

...Ah, yes. Here is the passage in question:

"On all objects there acts a force which pulls them ever groundward. Though invisible and without apparent cause, it exists nonetheless. I posit that it is by this principle we remain rooted to the ground." ... Most intriguing!

... Miriel? ...Hello?

... Yet birds fly unencumbered by this force. The sun and stars and clouds do not fall. What explains these exceptions?

Miriel? ...Miiiriel? ...MIRIEL!

Wah!

S-sorry! ...Didn't mean to startle you.

My respiratory function ceased for a moment. This is very disruptive. Please do not scatter my thoughts further.

Er, sorry...

I require a period of quiet solitude to marshal my thoughts. Farewell.

Wait! My... pouch...