[Chishiya follows her at a leisurely pace, hands in his pockets as he joins her on stage. He offers the departing singer a bland and entirely unapologetic smile as she passes him with glare.
He leans in and mutters to Ciri:]
Do you still want me to sing her praises? She seemed a little rude.
[Anyway, the stage gives him a new, wider view of the room so he’s not complaining about his decision to follow his new apparent partner in crime up here. He does glance at her, wondering where exactly she will go with this, but he will let her take the lead for now.]
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He leans in and mutters to Ciri:]
Do you still want me to sing her praises? She seemed a little rude.
[Anyway, the stage gives him a new, wider view of the room so he’s not complaining about his decision to follow his new apparent partner in crime up here. He does glance at her, wondering where exactly she will go with this, but he will let her take the lead for now.]