The other moth was still around, and when she noticed her tenseness, she gains a slight frown, walking up to her with her hands clasped together and hanging in front of her
βIs everything alright? . .you appear rather tense. .β
Rai says, genuine concern echoing from her tongue
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She's going to be tinkering with some of her tech, work off some of her nerves... her spray bottle close by.
