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Aboard the Clemantis
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Lucrecia made a small sigh as she prepared to be chewed out by their combat instructor. However, much to her surprise, Myrilla's entire rough-and-tough persona disappeared when her daughter chimed in. Citing her anger that at first seemed to be stemming from a show of insubordination, was actually from a show of concern for their fellow maids. Realizing that, it put the instructor in a different light in Lucrecia's eyes, and made her feel a little worse that they unfortunately couldn't save them. Although, seeing the instructor's heart melting so easily when faced with Lyssa made her chuckle a bit. With that, they were all dismissed and had some free time before they arrived back at the Maison. With a bow to Myrilla, Lucrecia excused herself from their instructor. [color=9e0039]"Gracie Madonna."[/color] She said. 

She walked over to Polina for a moment. Thinking it'd be nice to build a bit of rapport with her, since they worked together for a large part of the mission. [color=9e0039]"Seems the mission worked out rather nicely, all things considered."[/color] She started. [color=9e0039]In my opinion, I don't necessarily feel that the action you took was wrong. Sure, it got more than a little hectic dealing with a sudden swarm of demons. But, being lessers means they're easier to take out, and with most of them coming out of hiding it meant less chance of ambush for us. It certainly made it easier to find Lyssa and this little one."[/color] Lucrecia said, looking at the little girl clinching to Polina's leg with a warm smile. If the little one would let her, she'd attempt to rub the top of her head as a means of comforting her. 

[color=9e0039]"You know, I hope making sure you always have enough ingredients to make more macaroons doesn't become too difficult in the coming days. I feel the young Madonna...may become a frequent patron due to them."[/color] She warned the farisian maid. She glanced at Lyssa, who was still stuffing her face full of pastries. [color=9e0039]"Does she always down sweets like that, I wonder? How does she stay so small?"[/color]

Noticing Kat and her dolls, she looked with curious eyes as they scurried about. Some of them were repairing each other, sewing limbs back on or stitching cuts back up. [color=9e0039]"Well Kat, it seems you and Leoniya were able to subdue that high demon. Nothing we seemed to threw at it."[/color] She said to her Firbolg comrade. [color=9e0039]"Although, I didn't see a body or even a cinder outlining one. What exactly did you do? I can't imagine that it ran away.."[/color]