[After helping Hubert with some of the animals, at least, Argilla gives herself a bit of a breather, walking around the city to assess damages elsewhere. She barely has time to give herself a breather, of course, when she spots the radiant hair of her flute instructor--
And his friend.
Quite radiant among all the chaos-- both of them. She can't help but smile a little.]
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And his friend.
Quite radiant among all the chaos-- both of them. She can't help but smile a little.]
Kurow. Who is this?
[Tilting her head at Amaterasu.]