Sakuramoria

- Oh, no, I was just thinking... - her gaze fell uncertainly on the figures, stopping on the red one. - And this... Or not... Or yes... Isn't this one of the Seven? - Oh, I remember this one too, - once she found the right train of thought, she couldn't help but associate the third miniature with Irka, because of her pose and smile. - Your vision differs from what we have drawn in the textbook, ha-ha... ha... I didn't recognize it right away.
After glancing at the three figures, the president frowned suspiciously, took the first one, and tried to turn it over to look inside, but she stopped halfway through, realizing that this was not quite appropriate behavior.
- Ahem, - she coughed, pretending that nothing had happened. - Yes, you're doing a great job. I understand the visitors who spend ten minutes circling the display case, trying to find all the new viewing angles through the glass. Well... thank you then.
"It will be a spider's friend."