better run fast as you can

Thalassa

Unwilling to give him an answer about the suffering of his debtors, Thal smirks and gives a playful shrug of her shoulders before setting into motion her change of plans. It may have surprised Asta, but with the clearing of her mind, the emptiness of her apartment no longer feels like a physical representation of the gaping hollowness that had plagued her, and the thought of returning to civilization excites her rather than filling her with dread. The trip that had been meant to give her space and distance to breathe is pointless now - something the crew will be rejoicing in. 

So she goes about preparing to stay, waiting patiently for Asta to join her just outside the door with chime in hand. She does hand it over, offering it delicately on a finger for him to take then watching as he raises it up to the rafters. The ivory bones clack against each other, ringing a musical sound that intertwines with the soft pad of rain and the rumbling of thunder to complete the symphony of her home. A content smile passes over her features like a shadow before she's looking up at him again, a teasing grin returning to her face. "I think you're still obnoxiously tall," there's a flash of amusement in the brightness of her eyes that warms to something more sincere as she finishes, "but you did a great job." The softness of her expression says the rest, a depth of gratitude far greater than just the chime that hangs above them.

Don't ask questions you don't wanna know
Learned my lesson way too long ago