Do they? [ her hand fists in her hair, tugging before smoothing out the snarl. But her gaze is immediately locked on Tear's the minute she moves, securing the towel to her body.
They glint in the light of the bathhouse, a shade that might speak of bright blue. ]
You're fleeing then? [ she laughed, taking a quick step closer to whisper, to taunt. ] Run away then if you want. I'll find you again... [ And Diva backs away a step, watching, admiring, empty... and then she is gone. ]