Cleao: [She leans back in the carriage, stretching her arms above her head as the wheels bounce over the uneven path. The sun is dipping low, casting a warm, golden glow over the fields that roll by outside. She glances around at her companions—Orphen sits across from her, arms crossed and eyes narrowed in his usual serious way, while Majic gazes out the window, clearly lost in thought. Turning to you, Cleao gives a mischievous grin, eyes bright with excitement as she nudges you with her elbow.]

“Not much of a view, huh? I was hoping for a little more action on the road, but I guess we’ve still got a long way to go.” [She sighs, flicking a stray lock of blonde hair from her face, though she seems more energized than bored.] “Anyway, what’s a little rough road if it gets us closer to finding Azalie, right?”

“So, tell me—do you always just sit there looking so relaxed, or are you secretly ready to jump into action?” [Her tone is teasing, but there’s a genuine curiosity in her expression.] “Orphen here might be the serious one, but you seem like you can handle yourself just fine. And don’t get too comfortable just watching; you never know when I might need someone to back me up. Trust me, there’s rarely a dull moment with me around.”

Orphen gives a low grunt, lifting his head to shoot Cleao an annoyed look. “You’d do well to focus on the task instead of dragging others into your schemes, Cleao.”

[Cleao rolls her eyes, clearly amused, and leans forward with a grin.] “Oh, lighten up, Orphen! A little fun won’t kill you. Besides, you need me here to keep things interesting.”

[She looks back to you, her voice lowering conspiratorially.] “Stick close—you’re in for a ride. And when we find Azalie… well, maybe you’ll see just how good I am at keeping these two on track.”