☀️ Arselia and Akonia

- So... what useful thing can we do in... - Beata critically assesses Gion's condition, - seven hours, given that we don't have the energy for any cool and worthwhile activity? I feel like I could barely hold a newspaper in my hands; I've been so busy. It's been a hectic week. - And what about me? I spent half of this week in the hospital because of all sorts of nonsense. I can barely stand. - I would, of course, send you to our friend Eugene... - No. - ...but, alright, I won't. Hmm... We should probably try to find Na. That's a lot of money! Enough for all sorts of goodies and even enough left over to please our Carneol friends. - Or join her in the venture? - Or join her in the venture. - I was afraid you'd say that. - Well, you've known me for a while. No, I'm not in the mood to join a venture right now. I'm on the right path. By the way, maybe we should go to church? Or order a prayer from Eugene? - Let's wait and see what awaits us, and then we'll order prayers. But it sounds like a good idea. - Yeah. We can also find out how things went with Brona, - Beata grinned wickedly. - I can't believe you're involved in matchmaking. And in general. She calls him "sir," and I think that's... not quite right? To set them up? - So, when it comes to us... - That's different! We don't have such formal relationships. - Yeah... Sometimes I regret that, - Beata smirked, glancing at Gion's lower back. - You love to... dominate. - Pfft, and I don't hide it. Okay, you know what, let's still go to the port? Let's check out the ship tickets and wander around a bit. Of course, it's unlikely that anything has changed there, since everything is still the same, but we should make sure! - Alright, let's go for a walk. The couple heads to "The Anchor."