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Haru
Oh yeah. Her head perked up. They still had to take care of the who’s who’s bodyguard business. She’d almost forgotten. She smiled lazily. It was one of those moments when her brother would tap her on the back of the head affectionately and call her a little fool or some such thing. She always knew that in one way, he was joking, but in another, he was serious. Haru did have some serious problems.

It took almost all her strenght to not blurt out that she didn’t give a damn about who she was assigned to. She watched Masenai leave and she looked back to the Imperials. She didn’t trust herself to speak. She was sure she’d say something stupid. So, Haru remained silent and tried not to slouch as she sat there.

Madoka
She tilted her head to one side and listened genuinely to Mizu’s proposal. After a moment’s silence after Masenai left the room, Madoka sat back and crossed her legs, shrugging. She didn’t know them well enough to have a preference.

“I have no preference, Mizu. But I’m glad you have an idea of who you think would be compatible.”