[ ... Okay, they didn't want to fuck with him that badly. Seeing no other alternative for the moment, Esteem tugs at Era's aether enough to pull her focus away from the thrill of 'combat'.

Era stops, mid-swing, and looks in their direction. Confused— ]

...I didn't call for you.

«Did you really think I would miss out on another girls night?»

[ That earns Esteem a shrewd look. Really? ]

«Am I not allowed to talk about cute boys?»

[ Era snorts, trying to hold back a laugh. ]

«You may want to assure your brother that he hasn't lost what's left of his mind.»

[ —Ah. That sobers her up rather abruptly. Era hefts the sword over her shoulder, angled in a way where the edge won't cut into her clothing, and quickly makes her way back to Ardyn. Esteem moves to stand beside her. ]

This is my Darkside, Esteem.