[center][h2][color=f49ac2]Vivian[/color] [color=a2d39c]&[/color] [color=bc8dbf]Sylvia[/color] [color=a2d39c]Altissima[/color][/h2][/center]
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[color=f49ac2]"Are...are you from...Varjo?"[/color] Vivian asked with shock and suspicion in her voice, [color=f49ac2]"...no...because if I think it is, then it's not it...? AAGGHH!"[/color] She ran her hands through her long, pink hair in frustration.

[color=bc8dbf]"...O-other worlds?"[/color] Sylvia repeated. [color=bc8dbf]"You mean...like the realm of the gods?"[/color] Sylvia considered the possibility that Neil was an angel, but like monsters, male angels were incredibly rare, if not entirely non-existent. Then again, this guild did seem to have a propensity for attracting male monsters. And if Talia was hearing music from Neil's room without evidence of an instrument, it might be heavenly, angelic music. But the more Sylvia dwelt on the idea that Neil was an angel, and imagined him in shining armor wreathed in light, the more her thoughts deviated from the question at hand, to the point that she grabbed her face in a fluster and had to be shaken out of it by a nudge from Vivian.

[color=f49ac2]"Sorry, my knowledge is mostly baking, and Sylvia's is mostly medicine,"[/color] Sylvia apologized, though she looked at Neil with skepticism. [color=f49ac2]"You're not...keeping any of that 'Huwana' stuff, are you?"[/color]