[ Her eyes open when she feels someone's gave on her, but takes note on how Gligamesh for once understands when to not approach her. There's no longer distaste on her expression, merely curiosity. Her eyes dart to the mural, then back to Adra. He doesn't sound happy, but she doesn't know that for a fact. Maybe he'll enjoy the dance, so she lets this unfold first.
If he doesn't then she guesses she'll try to save him, but for the most part she has recomposed herself completely. There are no words though, not like she has much to say. ]
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If he doesn't then she guesses she'll try to save him, but for the most part she has recomposed herself completely. There are no words though, not like she has much to say. ]