The kitsune court was just beginning to calm when Aeloria ushered Lucifer from the others' company. Francisca was still recovering under the care of the Remu, and Nyx was already discussing details with the local attendants regarding the drag the seat's lingering friction would impose on the surrounding wards. The brevity of their preparations weighed on every soul present, but Aeloria's expression as she halted their progress on a bridge stretching between two of the upper pavilions was enough to silence any protest. Even as the light in this place grew dimmer, flickering between the strange fluctuations, Aeloria stood perfectly still, her hands clasped before the balustrade, surveying the uncertain glow.
"There is a limit to my participation I have not yet disclosed," she said finally, her voice quiet but firm. "I ought to have voiced it when we secured the breach team, but I did not, being unapt to measure the risk at that time. The measurement is complete."
