A snort leaves her lips as she laughs, a hand hitting the top of her forehead as she shakes her head.

“You’re not wrong there.” She grins back and gets up on the railing herself. It takes her a moment to get her balance but once she does she pats her pocket.

“All safe and sound right here. I’m »
" Hopefully it ain´t tasting like desinfectant. That´s how Demacia looks. "
She smirked, turning to her sister.
" Do you have that jewelry? We´re about to crash this into the water. "
Letting out another yawn, streching as she climbed up on the railing protecting people to jump of the deck.

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