Asimov had been floating behind her, Yomi seated on top of it like a makeshift pilot while the white-clad maiden walked quietly along the path leading toward the city they had arranged to meet at. "... Almost" Esperia paused for a moment, a soft hum following. "there." As the hood covered her visage she turned slightly toward Valerie and asked softly. "If you need to rest... let me know."
The sleeved arm of the girl extended toward her lover, extending her hand as she waited for Valerie to gently grasp a hold of it. "I just hope he won't be too disappointed to hear what happened."
Even in her human disguise there was clearly an otherworldly flavor to her appearance. The pure white skin that held not a single blemish, the soft melodious voice, the beautiful robe she wore, all seemed to provide an ethereal charm to her appearance.
Esperia finally stopped as they arrived at the outdoor terrace of a restaurant, a simple but comfortable establishment where they could talk in peace.