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-- Thank you for your honesty, -- she nods and circles around the mirror for a while, very pleased with what she saw. Next, Fyr-Fyr had scheduled the completion of the city tour so that she could submit the survey to Zarya. For this, the redhead heads to the parade district, where she passes by the air dock: without going inside, but she fully appreciates the scale of these so-called airships ("What a nightmare, if in her native Nozenrote, knighthood was only on the path to decline, then here it clearly died: even the legendary Tartarus would not be able to defend against these monsters in such numbers... And it is clearly easier to control them than to undergo close combat training.") Passing by the Diablo restaurant sign, the knight decides to go inside for a gastronomic tour. She orders lasagna and tiramisu...
- You're welcome. - She puts it on the table. - Oh, you have such a cute... - She looks at Erephir's accessory. - I'm not quite sure how to call it. A heart, in general. Where did you get it?