Allura frowned deeply as Akira practically brushed her off. While she actually enjoyed what little friendship she had with the demon, if it was bound to end, then she'd rather it end now than later, even if it would hurt her more than she'd care to admit. However, that thought changed as the old woman came back into the room and began to speak to them. Silently, the angel listened to her, occasionally sipping from her tea as she did so. What the old woman said was very true and, when she finally left, the angel realized that she reminded her of her late mother, who often said things like that whenever Allura and her siblings were arguing with each other. After a brief moment of silence between them, Allura decides to speak up once more.

"She's right...we won't even make it to the crypt like this at this rate." She said with a soft sigh and glanced up at Akira, wondering what they can do in the next few hours to fix their friendship that seemed to be hanging on by a thin strand. [I]What can we do...what can we do...[/I] Then, suddenly, an old memory popped into her mind. It was one of Allura and her siblings doing some form of trust exercise per their mother's orders. Each of them had to take turns falling backwards into each others arms with the expectation that they would be caught. Although Allura did not see how this would help her and Akira, she decided to at least bring it to the table.

"Maybe we can try a trust exercise?"