"Mother, there's already a queue this morning," thought Gulveig, though she wasn't particularly surprised when she saw a whole crowd of people near the statue of Arteria. However, that was just her first thought, and when she saw that one of these people was Calentia, who had come to pray, and the second was her teacher, all the joking abruptly stopped.
— Hello, Cal, — she greeted her friend first, and then approached Vergil. If he wasn't praying at that moment, he also deserved a polite "Hello... how are you feeling today?" Of course, quietly, so as not to disturb the praying person.
— Sometimes ignorant naivety can be worse than any obtrusiveness, — instead of Vergil, Gulveig was answered by a stranger who had heard her greeting, — try to think about how a sick person feels when they have to answer questions about their well-being every day.
— Theo, that's unnecessary. — Vergil replied, somewhat rudely, which was rare for him.
— No, it's not unnecessary. Arteria would never praise you for neglecting your own feelings in order to please the feelings of others.