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{ ѽ } - It was strange to see the cold angel on the bench without her neon green haired counterpart right with her. Almost off-putting in a way, though perhaps Yosafire was helping Ms. Grief with the weeds and Froze was waiting. There was no really way for Dialo to be sure, but the angel looked rather bored and lonely. Maybe she could keep her company while she waited, seeing as she did enjoy talking to Froze and was never able to do it too often. Looking back toward her house she shrugged, hoping that Chelan would understand her actions later. Quietly, she approached the bench before taking a seat beside the other, smoothing out her dress as she did so. ❝ I hope you don’t mind me sitting with you. Though you did look rather... alone. ❞ Maybe she could ask her about the invasion... She had been curious about what the four others did during that, seeing as the story Yosafire told was a bit... vague and could have possibly been over exaggerated.