The streets of Lirantis shimmered beneath the dome's soft blue light, the reflections of coral lanterns flickering across the pavement like ripples on water. Every corner of the city felt alive, yet strangely quiet.
Trafalgar walked beside Zafira in silence for a while, hands tucked into his pockets as he studied the elegant glass towers and the faint silhouettes of aquatic creatures swimming beyond the barrier above. Only Zafira seemed to know where they were going. He was merely following her lead, his expression unreadable as always.
Eventually, he broke the silence. "What do you think of Lyren?"
Zafira looked at him, one eyebrow lifting. "What's with that question?"
Trafalgar shrugged. "He asked to see us, didn't he? I assume it's because of who we are. Probably wants to strengthen ties between us. I couldn't care less, but I should keep appearances."
