☀️ Arselia and Akonia

- What a town... - the priestess muttered, looking at the photo. As usual, she had adopted a detached and almost iconic pose, placing her left hand on the hilt of her weapon and adjusting a strand of hair with her right. Depending on the viewer's interpretation, her expression could be seen as containing hints of barely perceptible irritation and fatigue, or thoughtful melancholy, or all-encompassing insight.
"At least she only made a gesture with one hand," she thought, looking at Sonata in the frame.
- Uh... Ahuri-san, are you alright? - she suddenly asked. - I don't think you've said a word during this whole event.