Aqua had gone quiet for a while, absently stirring her tea as her mind replayed everything they'd seen and heard that day.
Then, after a long pause, she finally lifted her eyes toward Joy, hesitating for a second before speaking.
"I think...what you said about my brother might be true."
Joy, who had been silently sipping her tea, froze mid-sip. Her eyes flicked upward in mild surprise, then began to gleam faintly, as if she had finally found a disciple in arms.
"Truly?" She asked, setting the cup down carefully. "I'm glad you finally see it my way. You've always been clever, Aqua. But now you have reached the epitome of making sense of the world."
"Perhaps the Goddess has opened your eyes at last."
Aqua blinked. "Eh—wait, what—?"
But Joy just folded her hands together and nodded solemnly as she went on to say like she was recruiting her into the church,
