" My mom got mad at me for hanging out with you so much, you know," Kou said.
" Are you alright?"
Prima sat down next to her on the roof and handed her a drink.
" Mm, yeah. She just yelled at me a little," Kou said.
" That still sucks pretty bad."
Kou took a sip of her drink.
" What was the war like on your side?" she asked. " I never really got to see anything of it. We're such a backwater, after all."
" Mm... I didn't see much of it either... I spent most of my time locked in my room," Prima answered.
" Yeah. Unlike my brothers, they didn't have much use for me on the battlefield."
" ... I'm grateful."
" Why's that?"
" You didn't hurt or kill anybody, so my mom can't be mad at you," Kou said.
" Ah, I guess you're right. That sounds right, doesn't it..."
" But you know, that also means that Lyena-Nova's fit to be condemned."
A silence from Kou.
" He did do bad things, didn't he?"
" ... I don't really know. I was locked away for so long. But... in those days... Whenever I saw him... Brother had such a sad face."