Jace got the feeling that she’d done the crying thing a lot of times the past few weeks. Was her separation anxiety that bad? The boy simply nodded, and didn’t say anything regarding the matter. Maybe his dilemma isn’t much of a big deal after all. Perhaps, he was stronger than Azura, and that he’s actually grateful for it. Crying could be good, but to cry several times in a span of one week is just a no-no for the young samurai.

Jace blinked back, as he glanced at Azura looking a bit...flustered. Jace propped his elbow on the ledge and cradled his head in his hand. It was amusing to see such reaction really. And there was a hint of confusion too! “I think it is something else...” he said, grinning. Well, not triumphantly, but because he may have deducted the situation correctly. “I don’t think you’re this worked up whenever you don’t see any of us...except for Jasper.” Was he correct? Crushes are okay. Jace thought it was pretty harmless because it’s simply an act of admiration, wasn’t it? It’s not as if she loves her in a romantic way, right? They’re just a bunch of kids anyway, so the latter argument didn’t make sense to the boy, plus the fact that he doesn’t know yet what it’s like to fall for someone.

Jace nodded, and grinned at his companion. “Don’t think about it too much, okay? You’re going to miss out all the fun and learning that’s happening.” The Ravenclaw said all knowingly. “And you’re welcome.” He added bowing his head to her.

“The rain’s pretty different in Japan. It’s stronger than the rains here,” Could be disastrous too, especially for their rice, and crop fields. “The country is right next to the Pacific ocean where most of the storms form during that time of the year, so it is to be expected.” Jace fought the urge to explain how a storm is exactly formed with facts and figures, but he thought he’d bore her soon with it. Besides, there was a mysterious doll that is apparently more interesting.

“Oh?” Jace stood straighter this time, and scratched the back of his head. “If that’s the case, then the doll isn’t exactly just a doll. It might be cursed.” The half-Japanese looked out of the balcony, obviously lost in his thoughts.