Mizuki stands, anticipation tingling under the cover of her skin. Grace approaches them, turning her head briefly to the back before gripping onto Mizuki's forearm.
Mizuki doesn't need to turn to know who exactly she'd checked on and instead, lets Grace pull her swiftly out of the room to avoid any trouble. Adelia's oddly silent through the entire walk outside, all the way until they pause in front of two curved staircases leading downwards into a dark corridor.
"What was all that earlier?" Mizuki asks Grace once they've stopped at a corner, somewhere amongst the dense crowd of worried mages.
It's not difficult in any way to infer the panic that has risen between the people here, to the point it scares Mizuki—because if such highly-qualified mages find fear in a matter such as this, it might be the worst Mizuki might ever know.
Adelia chews on the tips of her fingertips, still distracted.
