“Sandalphon.” She knows that look. Oh boy.

“It’s a strange tragic love story San-Chan I hope ours will be just as romantic.”

Ah, wait! What was that? The dragonness turned her head, finally looking to where his finger was pointing. Was that--?! It was! “Sandalphon!“ She’s too excited to even say what it was. Eyes lighting up, much like a child’s. A sound of air rushing in the distance, then another motion “Sandalphon, come! A dolphin! No, a pod of dolphins?! I was not aware they came up this far!” 

"that should be the last of them." he says it almost like a question, not disarming himself just yet. he’s almost expecting the hum of the next ship to be coming up above them. “you okay?”

Now he is just loitering around, trying to find something to pass time with when he found the angel boy, what was his name? “Ey, San-da-la-phon! finally found you. You keep dodging me even though I just wanna say thanks for back then. Hm? are you..making coffee?”

“If I may ask... why is it you said that, Sandalphon?”

She has to do a double take, looking to the angel before back before them. According to the maps they had, wasn’t the way to the temple this way..? Or did he notice something in the distance? Confusion comes to the Captain’s face, following his steering. However, that doesn’t get him off the hook. “What is it, Sandalphon? Wasn’t it this way?” Or is this a trap? She trusts him, but as of late, she can’t be too careful.

I feel like, with the Diantha I usually use (in-crew main verse), she thinks her own routine is rather freeing, even if it’s still very scheduled. Wake up early, get dressed, check your planner, drink some water, get coffee and breakfast, make sure you have everything in your bag, follow your planner and lists for what you need to get and who you need to see or what you planned to do, have dinner, have late night tea over reading or research, take a shower, try to sleep --- Wash, rinse, repeat. Of course the middle part of her day is either jam packed with activities, or simply getting things done in her free time, and there are deviations to even her morning and night. And while sometimes she may take on more than she can chew, either in quantity or difficulty of tasks, all of the things she does in a day makes her feel more fulfilled and happy than ever before. As a maiden and growing up, there was never such freedom to choose what she wanted to do or how she could help with something. Everything was decided for her in someone’s own planner; her whole life and the activities she’d do were decided by someone else’s hand. So having her life now be her own to decide what she can do and what she wants to do is, again, just so freeing. At first it was a bit difficult to get the hang of being her own boss, especially with past anxieties looming much more presently from when she first joined the crew, and even when they surprise her now. And while it’s still partially set out in an orderly manner, it’s in her own planner because it’s for her own life, and she can follow it or deviate down any path she pleases. And that, to her, is the perfect routine she always wanted, and so she’s very happy to have it now.