They wake up lying on the ground.
Outdoors.
It's a bright, clear day.
Their body feels different.
Who's in front?
Warm, eager curiosity, with a side of playful smirk? Okay feels like it's Sable.
Momo is pretty and wearing a light silk robe help her she's gay.
"Sleep? Whassat?"
When they step out onto the Skyblock, the flowerbuds have already started to open.
"The thing you're going to be doing when these flowers are done blooming, Ruby." Hmm. To pat the Ruby, or not to pat the Ruby...
Well the Ruby might be leaning a bit close as they walk, so she's certainly in easily pattable range.
"Oh fiiiine. But wake me up if they do something really interesting, okay? Also we made some notes about shopping lists and stuff, love your thoughts on 'em, don't have to be now though."
They walk out toward the tree and sit down together, and Ruby leans her head on Momo's shoulder.
Momo takes a cursory look at the list and checks off 'design plans for pieces that a house can be assembled out of', 'aquaculture manuals', and 'architecture books'. And then she has to think about Kyoka.
...She feels like she'd be unbearably selfish to agree on that earmarking of those first ten points that way.
She doesn't know if that's going to stop her.
When Ruby looks up and notices which item Momo's stopped on, she mumbles, "We're not budging on that. You miss her, we want you to be happy, and we don't have anything more urgent for those first points. If we had something really really urgent, we'd be open to maybe delaying, but prioritizing the happiness of people we care about is something important to all of us in different ways, and it is very deeply who Sable is, so convincing her not to give you Kyoka immediately would be hard."
"It's...
"I know how I felt about her. I don't know how she felt about me. And... She's not someone that anyone can just be given. Though I think you know that and you're just sleepy. I'm sleepy too, honestly."
"Oops yeah you know what I mean. But like. Can I generalize from 'canon' and fandom for sec?"
"Well of course you can..."
"Mm, sorry, the ghost of Present Mic's English class crawled up through my tonsils. But... Do."
"So I vaguely remember 'canon' depicting her have one of those stereotypical anime nosebleeds when you busted your costume at the USJ, but I dunno if I'm remembering right. What I'm sure of, though, is that there's one clear thing missing in fanfic that talks about you two maybe having a relationship. There are fics where you mutually confess, fics where one of you confesses first and the other says yes, fics where she confesses and you say no until you process some stuff and later say yes, fics where you say no, but we've never seen one where Kyoka says no. Haven't ever seen it happen at all."
She shrugs sleepily. "Dunno how much we're allowed to generalize that as meaning anything about the spread of likely worlds in the multiverse, but. I really don't think that's a possibility you have to worry about."
"I...
"Wasn't aware."
"I mean of course I wouldn't have been aware of the anime nosebleed or the distribution of multiversal Kyoka confession patterns, but...
"...well. I'm more convinced that she might probably not regret it."
"...Maybe, but I almost hope not.
"That's...
"Invasive, to know from a readout.
"But I imagine that the Company probably does track those sorts of things. And that therefore the Opposition might have access to them."
She pushes through what was probably some sort of Company conditioning to Not Touch That, or possibly just surprise, and takes it as she was offered.
Handler-san, do you have access to whatever information the Company has stored about people from my world? There is...
I am trying to determine if the Jirou Kyoka of my world would prefer that a copy of her exist with the copy of me that I am.
-- Yaoyorozu Momo
I cannot directly answer your question.
I can tell you that the database parameter 'EP_HEART_R', for reciprocated love, reads 'true', and the following column has your name in it.
I suspect you will be able to figure out the rest.
Ruby accepts the phone, reads the screen, and grins. She taps out a "Thanks, that helped," blind and puts it away, pulling Momo into a tight hug.
"Called it."