Sakuramoria

— Hello, Leila, — Carvia greeted the student with a sour smile, — how are you feeling?

Carvia’s appearance clearly showed that she was also having a hard time. And no wonder — Ignatius was one of her students, after all.
— Hello, Miss Imas, — the taimanian girl said quietly and weakly, sounding dejected. — Not very well. It’s hard to think about anything else.