Ethel Boortz

Trust me, dearie, I’ll slow down when I need to. Though if you two need to rest, please do! I brought invigorating tea just for the occasion.

An astute observation, my dear. And duly noted.

Wonderful!

Yoris!

Sorry, flower, I’m more knightly than I look.

Oh, they are fearsome creatures, to be sure, but nothing I haven’t seen before. It’s just been a decade or two since my last encounter!

Oh nonsense. You couldn’t have known. It was very brave of you, to jump into unknown danger for Yoris—and little old me.

Just think if we played with balls of yarn, rather than Yooyus!

I wanted to make sure you were comfortable no matter which felt… right for you, the day of the festival. Though either would go fine with skirts or trousers!

It was my pleasure, dear Ilsa. And it always will be.

Okay deary, like I said, I can only talk until I’m done knitting this scarf.

Ha, that’s what you think. Okay, go on—no time to waste.

What a good question. Let me think... Well, I was never one to take life too seriously, you know. Throughout the years, I’ve mainly done whatever felt right in the moment. I listened to my body when I pushed it too far or needed nutrients, but overall, I did nothing too special. So I guess my answer to your question is, I don’t know.

Oh no, dear, I most certainly am not one of the players who has been playing the longest. In fact, I only joined a little while after my good friend Dasher retired.

Of course, we go way back. We’ve always had a bit of a playful competition between us. When I saw how much he loved Yooyuball, I decided to give it a go. Whenever we meet up for tea and knitting, I do so enjoy giving him a hard time about how I am now in the Cup. But it’s all in good fun. I can tell he’s quite happy in his retirement.

All done! Here is your scarf, deary!

Tsk, tsk. I told you I could only talk while I knitted that scarf. Now off you go. I’ve got a blanket to get started on.