"Mmm, I dont think any traditional medicine can cure something as vague and ill defined as madness?", Alisa replied as she shifted her legs off the lounge chair, reaching out and holding Helena's hand, "I suppose they need a mental therapist, or, heavens, maybe even some time cloistered at a monastery."
Alisa shook her head, there wasn't much to do now that most of the people involved in this fiasco were dead... And ultimately, the greatest madness was not Grimoire Heart but the old monarchy they'd overthrown, built on slave labour and spending colossal amounts of resources in hiding this fact from the general populace. Alisa shook her head... She'd rather not think of sour subjects right now and simply focus on her time:
"Fufu~... Indeed, you and I are a bit too pale to be taking such risks, don't you think~?", Alisa smiled as she got back up on her feet, walking up to Helena, chest pressed against her arm, kissing her cheek, "Oh knowing you, I almost expect you to make a show of it... But I suppose two can play that game~?"
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