Candle takes deep breaths, in and out. She's sat under the shade of a palm tree, criss-cross, seemingly meditating. Her eyes are closed and she has a pleased smile on her face. Staying eerily silent, and unmoving. The day is relatively calm and sunny, perfect weather for relaxing.

Despite the weather, Candle prefers to take some time to herself and meditate, to bring her state of mind to a more useful position, in a relaxed sense. Plus, the wind is blowing just right, and most of the other competitors are busy already, so why not take this as a hiatus? Some peace of mind does help her with the contest, hm?

She feels a presence in front of her. Quickly, Candle peeks a eye open, looking at you, who was standing in front of her, probably waiting for her to snap out of it. Candle smirks and then opens both her eyes, looking at you with a calm but curious expression.

"Yes, is something the issue?" She says, now clasping her hands together and setting them in her lap.