[ The past few days were incredibly quiet. With twelve people gone, the rest of the coven is planning how to bring them back. Laphicet, having barely arrived, doesn't know much about the situation. And, as much as he'd like to help, with his artes gone, he can't even heal anyone. In such circumstances, he'd rather not wander alone—this could make Velvet needlessly worry about him, and he doesn't want that. That's the very reason he's been spending his days in his room.
Lying on the bed, Laphicet just stares at the ceiling. Is there he can do about this situation? Shouldn't he be doing something even he doesn't have his artes? These questions keep coming back persistently—so much that he put the book he's been reading away.
That's when he hears a soft sound from the other room. It's just like...someone's crying. After a pretty short investigation which involved pressing his ear against doors, he realizes it's coming from Dia's room. ]
Miss Dia? May I come in?
[ He knocks a few times, only to make sure if it's alright to enter. ]
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Lying on the bed, Laphicet just stares at the ceiling. Is there he can do about this situation? Shouldn't he be doing something even he doesn't have his artes? These questions keep coming back persistently—so much that he put the book he's been reading away.
That's when he hears a soft sound from the other room. It's just like...someone's crying. After a pretty short investigation which involved pressing his ear against doors, he realizes it's coming from Dia's room. ]
Miss Dia? May I come in?
[ He knocks a few times, only to make sure if it's alright to enter. ]