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The realization that the name had been in the declension state and originally sounded like Ginga pleased Camistella, as she hadn't liked the Gingi option from the start.
“Greetings, Lady Ginga!” the usually reserved Lunarian began the conversation in her usual manner. “Forgive my curiosity; I have spent my entire life away from my own kind, and therefore I could not resist visiting this place. If it doesn't bother you, could you briefly tell me what the community is like and whether everything is… well? Not counting the current political situation in Asugah, of course.”
And Gingi’s hair is simply stunning… even more voluminous than Camistella’s. In such moments, one awkward question sometimes arises: are there any men in this world who can compete with women in beauty and grace?