"How are you now?" Arthur asked with worry, but he could see that Rega was quite well. The spirit broke their embrace and flew away to spin in the air, showing Arthur its roots and leaves.
"Rega is well," the spirit danced and spun to show Arthur to prove its wellbeing. Arthur simply nodded with a smile as he presented Dia to the spirit.
"I hope you remember Dia," he gestured toward the princess, and she stiffened like a plank of wood. If Arthur didn't know she was from Alka, he would have thought she was doing a robot dance.
"H-hi," she stuttered as she greeted the spirit, and Arthur saw her grow frustrated. Rega turned to her and seemed confused before shaking its head.
"I'm sorry, I don't remember faces..." Rega scratched her head with her roots, seeming quite apologetic. This, for some reason, made Dia panic even more.
