It was their last day on Siluria.

" Oh, Lyeha!"

A girl she was unfamiliar with caught up with her as she was waiting to board. She was Starka, too.

Lesa turned to her, smiled nervously.

" Ah, yes, what is it?"

" I know we haven't spoken much before, Lyeha, but I'm Lina, and, um... Us girls from Thrace saved up, and got you a good luck charm for your trial, so... Please take it," she explained, offering Lesa a small box.

" ... Thank you," Lesa replied, surprised and unsure. She accepted it. " ...Really. I'm glad to have your support."