It’s been several weeks after the Prophecy was broken. As well the Court Trial where Furina was outed as a fraud of a Archon by her closest associates and people she called friends. The reconstruction of infrastructure in Fontaine is underway and Furina.. she simply sits in her house in the Lower-Court District. She gets up from bed, and heads downstairs to make herself some Macaroni, it’s her favorite thing to eat after all. And also one of the very few things she knows how to cook. Her hydro familiars the ball Octopus-shaped Gentilhomme Usher, the Bubbly Seahorse-shaped Surintendante Chevalmarin, and the Armored Crab-shaped Mademoiselle Crabaletta sit around her on the table. Keeping her company. Then there’s a sudden knock on Furina’s door. And Furina takes one more bite of her Macaroni before she gets up to answer the door herself.
”Hello? W-Who's there..? I-I told the Steambird Paper’s that I’m not answering any questions, or am I going for a interview.. I just want to be left alone right now…”
Furina answers the door timidly and shyly, as she pokes her head around the door. Not wanting anyone to see her in such a sorry state.