"Nia, you're here again, just as I thought."
The red-haired, black-eyed girl withdrew her gaze from the grand Order Sword and turned to look at the little girl skipping towards her.
"Good afternoon, Ju." Hewinia greeted earnestly.
"Hi, no need to be so formal." Ju waved her hand. The once somewhat withdrawn little girl had been revitalized just like the city beneath their feet, her once lifeless eyes now brimming with vibrancy and energy. "I guessed you'd be here; even though you're not a Lyra native, you're so invested in the Order Sword. Can you tell me why?"
Hewinia hesitated slightly.
Indeed, ever since her injuries had mostly healed, she frequently came to the Order Sword and stayed for long periods. But it wasn't any particular intention, just pure curiosity and a sense of strangeness.
