There was a long pause. Neither knew what to talk about and yet knew there was something to talk about. Jotou glanced around the room.
It was very, 'adventure-y'—rustic one could say. These upper tavern floors hosted hundreds upon hundreds of adventurers. All the basic necessities were surprisingly not squashed into one room, but rather one liveable space.
'The wonders of magic—could solve a housing crisis.' Jotou then was hit with a thought. Her eyes wandered over to the redhead, "You seem a lot happier here than you were in Dolpool."
"…Do I now?"
"It's noticeable."
Hotaru muttered something under her breath. Her crimson ears bent down and found comfort against her head, "Can I admit something to you…?"
The blonde sat upright and cocked her head to the side. "Of course," she hushed.
"I, genuinely do not care about the case. I think it's dangerously stupid with little to no benefit to us and the risk might actually be the end of us. So, yes, I've been a lot happier here.
