Beata turns to Erefir.
“Chief... there’s no need to wait for Nisho and Guiyosh...” Her voice trembles again. “I was told that their airship crashed.”
After a pause, she continues.
“I didn’t come here right away... I stopped by the Azure Pier. I met a man there who introduced himself as the owner of our hotel... He was very kind to me, but I tried to be careful... but... I was heartbroken, and at some point, I might have lost my guard... I started crying, and he offered me a handkerchief... I tried not to bring it close to my face, just in case, but tears still got on it... And he also offered to show me how they achieve external and internal beauty, whatever that means... I... I completely fell apart, I’m sorry,” she sobs. “But that guy made me realize something... Guiyon wouldn’t want me to be so upset. He’d probably blame himself... He’s such an idiot... He was... He was... I... I’ll try to pull myself together and be strong for him,” Beata straightens up, wiping away her tears.
Erefir hugs Beata tightly.
“Don’t even think that Guiyon and Nisho won’t get out of this, okay? Our musician is tougher than she looks, and your fiancé doesn’t even need to pretend. With all the troubles that have befallen you, he wouldn’t have lasted this long if he were capable of giving up to some unfortunate airship. Understand, Beata? I’m sure their risks are even lower than ours; they’re probably already on their way home, safe and sound.