Arabella scowled…
"What's with that look?"
The Ashen Whisper sighed and walked forward to place a hand on the blonde's shoulder. She glanced to Jotou with an eye winced and a shake of her head.
"What's wrong with me? I'm a nervous wreck, that should be obvious by now."
Arabella lifted her hand and jabbed her finger in between Jotou's collarbones and threw her hand up with wide eyes. A few signals followed.
"Yes, I know I'm the Thundering Blade."
She flicked her head upwards.
"Then act like it? You think it's that easy?"
She then waved her fingers, all with an unending glare.
"I should trust in myself… these people are not above me and I need to let go of it. You know what I'll say will be real if I stopped overthinking it…" Jotou repeated to confirm her words to which Arabella nodded.
"How can you confirm that?"
