Jenna: *groans as Seph pushes her away. After a moment, she cracks open her eyes a bit to coldly look at him for a moment. Her eyes are currently blood red and seem to have no hints of fire in them at all like they normally do. They are also unfocused, indicating that she is still asleep* Heh.. I am a testament to all your… *groans then closes her eyes again, seeming to drift back into a deep sleep*
Kooril: Oh, it’s just because the elders always ask for perfection. Traditional calls for things to be this way, and so everyone aims to do it the same way every year. *Shrugs* After a few decades of seeing the same thing over and over again, it gets really, really, really boring. *pouts* And it’s just a festival to celibrate the harvest we’ve had for the year. Nothing all that interesting.