[ Marianne's so elated, she doesn't register Astralin's carefully neutral response. It has been a wish of hers to become a priestess, and now she'll be able to realize her dreams under the tutelage of a woman she most respects. Today is a most joyous day, and her steps are light as her heart feels as they walk home. ]

I'll come by for tea. I can't stay over though. All the priestesses in training live on the holy grounds. My schedule will be busier from now on, too...

[ It's not that she doesn't want to see Astralin, but there are strict rules imposed on the pupils. Long hours of prayers during the day, an austere lifestyle, and limited contact with the outside as they immerse themselves in their studies. Because that's how cults get you. ]