"Beacon's sigh does include you. It was worried about you, because when you led the Vineborne away from Beacon, you were still so young."
The answer was completely unexpected. Dawn Cicada lost all expression in an instant.
Was it emotion or mockery. Surprise or guilt. Calm or release. None of it appeared.
After hearing the answer, Dawn Cicada put on a flawless mask. She was stingy even with her emotions, unwilling to let outsiders see even a trace. She nodded toward BS Rita in thanks.
"I owe you a favor. When Dawn crushes BS, I will repay it."
Rita almost failed to catch her breath. Even the coldness on her face cracked.
Someone even more deserving than Sea Pony of being poisoned into silence had appeared.
Even Lightchaser, whose emotional intelligence had long hovered below minimum operating standards, cast Dawn Cicada a puzzled glance at that response.
