While the adults in their world were getting their affairs in order, Helga's daughters managed to slip out from under their mother's nose and sat atop the consulate's structure. At the arching dome right above the judges' ruling house, they sat beside one another with their eyes set to the stars. So much was happening, so much was going on, and being just sixteen no longer spared them from sharing communal anxiety with those around them.
Right with them, with her body curled around the entirety of the building, was Arche, the lack of shrinking potions making her ginormous again. Leaning her head against the dome with her hands folded right under her chin, she had her eyes closed while the girls leaned against her nails. Mino and Maine had come out to check on them as well, especially since Helga was forced into taking over for Regalia's absence.
