'Partner. Are you sure it's fine letting Lila and Rosana compete like that?'
The group of four, now five accompanying Calina, set out to the
Holding hands with a grumbling Lila, Mel's gaze lingered on Aria's back, who occasionally glanced over for reassurance.
[ It'd be fine. Even though I cannot anticipate how the Cult will attack, I'm here myself to be readied for any occasion. ]
The elf tapped her lips with her index finger, a teasing gesture aimed at Mel.
Mel smirked, her hand over Lila's tightening. 'I'm not so sure if I'm ready for another surprise.'
[ You should be, Mel. The Cult's movement cannot be predicted easily after all. ]
'Hehe. Then I'm counting on you.'
[ Of course. Do visit me at night, however. I'm a very needy person. ]
Aria glanced behind her again, then at Mel's hand interwined with Lila's.
Seeing the hint of jealousy, Mel chuckled. 'Of course, Partner.'
