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- Yes, it's just words... probably something she always dreamed of voicing? You know how it is... There's nothing behind it.
- To build a house. Or rather, a small Sanctuary... It's a laborious task, and extra help is always welcome. And since he was kind enough to agree to help with this, I should also contribute, I can't just leave the project to its own devices. So, as I said, there's nothing special about it, just a temporary measure, sorting through dusty papers. Unfortunately, I'm unlikely to be able to saw boards... - she pointed with her finger at her hand-splinter.
- It's... good. In a trusting way. Like people who have become close in spirit after the trials life has thrown at them. To a certain extent. And capable of making each other better, - she made an indistinct gesture with her hands, trying to describe the situation more clearly. - Well, you know, it's not a static thing that's always easy to measure, so... Did I say it's good? Yes... - she turned away. Watching Ayano, Sonata was reminded of the days of her life in Larian.
Lost in her memories, she didn't comment.
- Okay, I understand. - Bajena replied, crossing her arms over her chest again. - I remember telling you once that a girl like you deserves only the best in this life and that I wouldn't want to see you with some loser, so... Now that we've agreed to forget the grievances, I approve. - She scratched the back of her neck, embarrassed. - Anyway, I wish you both happiness and all that. And if you need help with the Temple, then... Although, what kind of help can I be? But if you need it, just ask. Oh! - She glanced at her non-existent watch. - Look at the time! I have to run to work. - She ran up to Ayano and hugged her. - I'm sorry again for yesterday and today... - And she ran away.
- What a sweet girl, - Sonata finally commented.