- A petal has fallen,
It floats in a sake cup,
Awaiting its demise.
Everything that lives and is dead has some function, some purpose for existence, Emil-san, that is all. Those born to crawl cannot fly – do you believe in this principle? - she smiled sadly. - But thank you for your kind words, I see that you are a good person. Perhaps there is another truth in your words. And to you, EdgeLord-kun, for your light dispelling the celestial night, - in a monstrously unfair and scandalous gesture, she places her palm on his elbow for a few moments as a sign of gratitude.
- But still, - turning her gaze to their interlocutor, she adds calmly. - Before your last remark, I really hadn't thought about it, but we only have a few days. I am curious about who this acquaintance of yours is, but if he is kind enough to spare us some time, it would be unfair to abandon the matter halfway through. I hadn't even thought of that.
- If she does not offend us, we will not offend her.
- Is that true or false? Forgive me, my dark friend, but I sense a threat in your eyes and the aura behind you!
- You say you can read people well? - The Lord sighed, then looked into Ayano's eyes. - I swear by my love for my dearly beloved, dear Ayano, that I will not harm your friend, but! Only if she does not try to harm us, directly or indirectly.
- There is no light without darkness, and no darkness without light, it seems to be about the two of you! - The bard smiled warmly and turned to Ayano. - Can I believe in our dark friend's promise?