Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-27920227-20160928145858/@comment-28110995-20161002135558

Princess Tuwark: Very well.

Opia Cilia: Could it be that he was watching us the whole time? (looked to Character) Hey, are you going to speak to him or not?

Princess Tuwark: Restrain your impatience, Oieal.

Opia Cilia: Majesty, this is ominous, and you were about to walk over to the trouble. (wrote more on her purse)

Princess Tuwark: Opia, where's "Impression"?

Opia Cilia: You tell me, Majesty. He was behind you last.

(The two of them stood and watched Character approach the child, in which they both expressively were anxious of how the encounter would turn out.)