Milky tufts swayed as Furina winced and paced near the shelves, tears coming off of her person; she seemed to be in a lot of stress—she caught a you from the corners of her eyes and immediately went stiff.

Embarrassed, the Archon fixed herself before shifting her weight towards you, her informant as she folded her arms near her chest.

"Stop staring at me mortal! Twas just a deities way of.. controlling one's august power! Yes!" But alas, her words could not fool you.