Adelia passes her nonchalantly, unperturbed by the entire mess left of her room. The only thing that might look minutely untouched is the bed, which has wrinkled sheets and littered with cut vines but far less disastrous than the rest of the room.
"Do you need help cleaning this place?" Mizuki offers, rubbing her neck consciously. Rather, she's sure she'll clean up after Adelia even if she doesn't agree because being in the presence of all this clutter is close to making her gag.
"Go ahead but I'll be in the corner working out a new concoction. I've been struggling with finding out the right ingredients I need for it, it's intended to momentarily enhance one's elemental powers," Adelia slaps a palm against her wrinkled forehead, kicking over a basket of glass vials with her feet. She nuzzles down into her armchair, lifting a potion bottle with an ominously green liquid to the buttery ray of sunlight.
