Now... That was an interesting revelation hmm... Sign of the lover huh~? Alisa didn't really believe in fortune tellers or superstition that much but, as she stepped out of the tent with a faint, delightful smile on her face, as her hand rose over her mouth in a faint, graceful giggle... She couldn't help but feel otherwise for the first time in her life:
"Well what do you know... That old lady might actually be on to something~", mused the sculptress, glancing upwards into the dark and cloudy skies as she lost herself in her own introspection... No matter what train of thought she followed, it always found it's way back to that mesmerizing mermaid with eyes of blue until the sculptress could only nibble her plush lip, "Now, wherever might she be~...?"
In the end only one legitimate question lingered long enough for Alisa to truly dwell on it, brow furrowing as she stroked her cheek and glanced left and right. Unaware of any magic beside the bewitching spell called love, Alisa felt a new, mysterious urge to meet her beloved - now more than ever - a powerful pull driving her away from the secluded carnival tent: The dark, looming clouds above all but threatened a downpour in the near future, but Alisa for one hardly cared much if she had Sofia at her side.