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A slowly growing dread. With every passing moment, Benedicta wondered where she had gone wrong. Her eyes glazed over and she stared blankly into the general crowd before her, unable to properly cope with the string of absurdity prevailing many of these individual's personalities. A select few gave her hope, but for the time being, she dreaded the prospect of fighting alongside the others... the thought of rooming with them was far worse.
A vein nearly popped on her forehead, but she collected her thoughts and feelings, cooling off with a focused breath and closed eyes. Benedicta crossed her arms and sighed. Wasting time showing off was not what she wanted to do on a tour. Separated from her retainer, it would take her some extra time settling in and devising a proper schedule. She cleared her throat inconspicuously.
"Let's hurry along with the stick-waving then. If we have to try out every facility we come across, this will take longer than needed," she said flatly.
A vein nearly popped on her forehead, but she collected her thoughts and feelings, cooling off with a focused breath and closed eyes. Benedicta crossed her arms and sighed. Wasting time showing off was not what she wanted to do on a tour. Separated from her retainer, it would take her some extra time settling in and devising a proper schedule. She cleared her throat inconspicuously.
"Let's hurry along with the stick-waving then. If we have to try out every facility we come across, this will take longer than needed," she said flatly.