Viviane ran a hand through her blue hair, sighing deeply as she looked at the two in front of her. Her smile was melancholy, filled with uncertainty.
"I... I thought I'd been clear about that." Her voice came out soft, but there was an obvious weight to her words. "Didn't you understand what I said before?"
Her words didn't reach the women, who looked at her in a different way... Zex crossed his arms, his expression determined.
"We understand perfectly, Viviane. But listen... you care about the Master, there's no denying that. And we also want to see him grow, flourish and, above all, find his happiness." He said, looking deep into the woman's eyes.
Iridia, standing next to her, nodded vigorously, her voice filled with conviction. "Exactly! And we've seen how much you love him, how much you care! You should stop thinking and act!"
Viviane looked away, biting her lower lip slightly, her expression becoming more hesitant. "But that doesn't mean I'm ready to..."
