[Location: Realm of Iofiel]
Even without seeing his face, it was not difficult to tell.
Grimm was not impressed.
Maybe it had to do with his silence or the way his head remained slightly angled rather than fully facing her, in how his posture did not shift even after her declaration.
"Considering how highly you seem to regard yourself," Grimm finally said, his voice calm but tinged with a dry tone, "it is mildly surprising that you would concern yourself with something as grounded as a witch organization. One would think such matters would fall far beneath your notice."
Iofiel did not hesitate.
"Even a being such as myself," she replied, her voice flowing with that same elegance, though there was a firmness behind it still, "does not find it necessary to diminish others in order to affirm her own standing."
She lifted a hand lightly, palm open as if presenting an absolute truth.
