#she's probably not used to his weather-name wordplay yet. but she'll get there. (that is a threat)

[sunliteve]

"Of course! Thank you for a fantastic accompaniment~" he said at a volume meant only for Ismael, supporting her through their firmly clasped hands. The bonding power of a grand stage made it feel natural. "You can hold on or let go whenever you wish."

Graciously, he then moved to head back into the colosseum room they were allowed to prepare in. There was a pep to his step generally indicative of a performance he felt he was proud of.

Inside, he became more casual than he'd been since before their final preparations. "Mm-hm, I believe that went well! Now that's fair Hiyori♪"

Part of her is REALLY glad that the performance is over, but the other part knows that she will start to feel like complete spaghetti the moment she begins to move to take her bow. SHE does almost--almost fall to her knees, but she uses that opportunity to take her bow to the audience as well.

While the battle has intensified, it will only be a matter of time shortly before the battle is finished.

"Thank you, Hiyori," She says breathlessly. She'll take his hand and do another bow to the audience who are watching.

Her heartbeat throbs against her chest like a fierce drum, but she can think about everything later.