Jinn finds himself walking across an enormous city hall with jades and emeralds magnificently dotting its walls. In front of Jinn, a young girl in a yellow and pink kimono refined from the silkiest tanmono fabric mechanically lifts and lets fall her feet.
Around the girl and Jinn prance suited individuals who Jinn has never seen before. The people protect the very air the girl breathes. Standing in a tight circle surrounding the girl, everyone has their head held high.
"Madam. Sir." The people greet two figures obscured from the young girl and Jinn's eyes by their bodies.
An elegant hand with a single pearl resting upon its fourth fingers glints between the people's bodies, "How is our daughter fairing this morning?"
