Song drifted around the room in a sleek, midnight blue dress, from-fitting around her torso but with plenty of extra fabric in the skirt, because swishy dresses were fun. It had been rather disappointing not to be able to do anything fancy with her hair, though, so out of sheer stubbornness, she'd done a tiny little braid to hang down in front of her left ear. Good enough.

Of course, she was here on a personal mission, so the costume was nothing but formality.

She circled the great hall until she caught sight of Aqua, and after waiting long enough so that it wouldn't seem too sudden and imposing, she made her approach, trying to catch the knight's eye wordlessly because she really didn't know how to start.
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