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"I-I… I did have people keeping an eye on them, but—"
Looking at Noelle biting her lip with a conflicted expression, Emilia's brows relaxed. Having interacted with her so frequently, how could she not tell what the girl's personality was like?
Diligent, dutiful, and proud, Noelle was probably internally dying from embarrassment at the fact that her explanation may seem like an excuse for her 'incompetence'.
But it wasn't that Emilia truly blamed her, she just wished to know all the ins and outs of the situation to make sure it never happened again. After all, she couldn't always count on luck being on her side.
The redhead patted Noelle's shoulder. "Just say it, don't worry what it sounds like. I know you."
