When Rover and Nanoe returned to room 2705, the atmosphere inside was still fairly lively.
Sunako was standing behind the sofa, seriously kneading Thunder Dragon's shoulders as if it were the most important mission of her life. Thunder Dragon lay stretched out on the cushion, eyes half-closed, occasionally emitting a very satisfied "Krit." Nanami sat beside her older sister, chatting with Monica while curiously looking at everything around her. Rilia still kept a cold expression, sitting in a corner of the room, but the spider silk on her wrists had been loosened quite a bit by Elith.
Morie stood before the diagram of room 2705.
No more wheelchair.
No more frail appearance of someone who could only sit behind observing.
