““Hey、Scuderia!?””
““What’s up?””
Scuderia asks back as if nothing is wrong. Althea can't help but wonder where her kind and benevolent attitude has gone, and she guess even she must be surprised at her sudden change.
““It's not "What's up?" It's too appropriate, aren't you?””
““No problem. You don't like fighting as same as I do, so it's easier for you to learn by almost dying, even if it's a bit more forceful. Don't worry. I won't let you die. Besides, I've been wanting to interact with the Human Child too after a long time.””
What do you mean?" Althea asks. She wonders why the Human Child is suddenly on Scuderia's chopping block. Her conversation is so unconnected that many question marks pop up in her mind.
But when she glanced at Scuderia, she understood why. Althea was reminded of the height of the wall between herself and she, a wall that could never be crossed, and she could only despair at the height of it.