[ Hiryuu is distracted, albeit briefly, by the phantasmagoria of lights, but the sound of the doors opening up draw her back.

She looks uncertainly between the beautiful stranger and King. ]

I thought... that is, I wasn't sure you would be able to make an appearance in a place like this. That we might just get--a voice. Thank you for your presence....

[ Her eyes are drawn not to the lovely woman's face, but to the burns and scuffs on her bare feet. A part of her very, very much really wants to ask if this woman is REALLY an angel. ]

God made you walk this whole way?

[



who let this child summon demons, she's so stupid. ]