[Azura has largely kept to her OWN room, once she accidentally subjected herself to a mirror guided stone gaze. After that, she'd found a scarf to wrap over her eyes, despite her now very living hair protesting at being bound as a byproduct.
But, when she listens to Uai's voice post, she can only assume he's fallen victim to another horrible prank and her worry spikes. Careful not to trip (so she's mostly feeling her way down the hallways of the estate) she finally makes it do Uai's door. She fumbles with the knob for a moment before knocking, listening for any response.]
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But, when she listens to Uai's voice post, she can only assume he's fallen victim to another horrible prank and her worry spikes. Careful not to trip (so she's mostly feeling her way down the hallways of the estate) she finally makes it do Uai's door. She fumbles with the knob for a moment before knocking, listening for any response.]
Uai, it's me. Are you all right?