"I don't hate Sol, I've never hated him... But Ikaris..." Dina ground her teeth. "If only there was a way to break them apart-"
"Let me stop you, right there." Arla rested her hand on Dina's shoulder. "Regardless of how you feel honey, Sol is still out of your reach, and I do not believe anything will change that, and on that topic, have you not been paying attention?" She asked staring at her depressed student with a sorrowful expression.
"Don't fuck with Ikaris," Dina sighed, remembering clearly how monstrous Sol became after Ikaris was almost taken away from him. "He's never letting her go, is he?" She asked, and Arla responded with a consoling smile.
"Get some rest, Dina, even though your mana has recovered because of that strange increase earlier, your mind has not, sleep it off-"
