Eloa's eyes widened. It was beautifull. Domed ceilings reflected the sunlight and the water around it glittered. Her home had been so...masculine with its squared walls and spikes. This Citadel's architecture was something she hadn't ever seen before. Graceful spires rose into the sky, curved walls were silhouetted with greenery: flowering trees, gardens, hedges. Eloa's steps faltered and she dropped Sho Kaga's walk. It had only been for a friendly joke, but taking in his home, effectively, made her forget her tease and his lack of reaction.<br/><br/>Eloa slowed to a stop near the beginning of the bridge. Stainglass windows reflecting the sun absolutely captivated her. Absentmindedly, Eloa felt through the air for the stone edged wall of the bridge, and eventually found it after stumbling over and finally looking. Even then, her eyes weren't long from the Citadel. "Oh, my." Eloa began her walk, but slower this time, her hand trailing the stone of the bridge. She remembered spotting just a bit of the building upon her entrance of the city, but Sho Kaga's arrival had occupied her attention. Now, it was all she could do to focus upon him.<br/><br/>"Hmm?" Eloa's voice was distracted as she tried to keep up with the conversation. "Sixty-three?" The number hit her like a slap in the face and she tore her eyes from the Citadel and focused on the masked man. Were they all as powerful as he? With guns? And magic? "Left behind?" Eloa felt guilty at the relief that loosened her chest. "Do you think they're alright? Your guild members?" Even though she was relieved at the knowledge that Sho Kaga was the only member of his guild here, did not mean she couldn't show compassion, or feel empathy if something went wrong.