Feeling the black-haired girl express her attitude through actions, Astrid curled her lips into a smile, tightening her lotus-like arm around the other's body. Her other hand reached behind, adjusting Amalia's sitting posture in her embrace.
Tonight had indeed been exhausting for her, having to endure her inner disgust toward Hibbort while earnestly answering his questions and promoting her own governance ideals.
Under such immense pressure, she truly deserved some proper comfort.
