"She should be a [i]lot[/i] more aware," complained Fio, her slender legs still kicking irritably as her grip on the pillow tightened, "It's not as if I think she's endangered, but just running off... hmph."

The Sword Witch's irritable huff was followed by her pressing her face into the pillow, only her eyes now visible.

"I go through all that effort, the least she could do is be here to say I did a good job..."

Of course, her voice was so muffled by the pillow it would be very difficult to make out what she was saying in the first place. Indeed, even though she was exhausted, there was no way Fio would let anyone hear her complaining about a lack of praise from the Queen. She was supposed to be verifying if she was even who she said she was in the first place, not complaining about her not being around to praise her. Besides, it wasn't as if she cared in the first place!

She definitely didn't.

Clearly.

When she fell onto her side on the bed, she hugged the pillow even harder. It was as if she was imagining it was Sorcha's head, and she was squeezing it until Sorcha apologized for just disappearing like that.

[@Rune_Alchemist]