*a flurry of emotions flutter across kurapika's features, but his heart tells her everything she needs to know. its beat reverberates with relief and happiness but is holding something back, a dam of sorrow that he's not yet ready to let break. she understands at once that pairo does not know what happened to him, or rather, would have happened to him if he hadn't come to the airship when he did, and kurapika intends to keep it that way, at least for now. so she must follow his lead, and pretend. her lips press into a bittersweet smile as she takes up the boy's hands.*

it's an unparalleled pleasure to meet you, pairo. please, step inside.

*the room behind her door is made up of a combined bedroom and seating area, furnished with a bed, couch, armchair, coffee table, and piano, all open to a balcony overlooking a field in spring, just like her song. she motions them over to the couch, taking up the armchair opposite.*