Convincing the entire gang to [i]not[/i] accompany her hadn't been easy. In the end, she'd only been able to get them down to cheering from the sidelines. Really, she wasn't sure [i]why[/i] it was such a large group... but at least she could rest assured that she had supporters, even if it was only for one round. Well, she could at least take comfort in being able to show up this time; there'd been an [i]immensely[/i] complicated wedding cake to finish off before the last tournament and she wasn't able to make it...

She'd not mentioned why she'd missed the last one to the whole gang, yet.

Having to wait for exact pairings to be sorted out wasn't an issue for the girl, she simply stood and looked up at the ceiling, as if daring it to bare its architectural complexities for all to see. Or, well, she tried, at least: Charlotte might have been good at relaxing, but ignoring what amount to an overenthusiastic eight year old standing beside you was a tad tricky.

"Hey, hey, Charlotte, can we go talk to them?"

The duellist hadn't the faintest idea which 'them' Puddingcess was referring to.