[ There's comfort in that hand, even if her wings settle a bit lower but just as her sword steels itself- she, steels herself, she's as ready as she'll ever be. She... she doesn't want to see more destroyed stars... just, for once, she wants to see it saved.
So, she nods and follows right on after Aymeric, one hand firmly settled on the sheath of the sword as the other moves to tuck the withered rose into her idol attire (under her apron....) for safekeeping. ]
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So, she nods and follows right on after Aymeric, one hand firmly settled on the sheath of the sword as the other moves to tuck the withered rose into her idol attire (under her apron....) for safekeeping. ]