There is hope.
"Hm? What's wrong with her?"
After a long day of work, Nana returned to the Valkyrie residence to take a short break before returning to her post. She removed the hairpin she usually wore letting her silver hair cascade down to her shoulders and as she was about to take off her glasses she noticed a rather odd sight in the living area.
"Oh, she's been like that for a while now." A passing Valkyrie answered, looking at a blond young Valkyrie sitting lifelessly on one of the couches. "I have to say she's doing much better than the other one."
Nana followed the Valkyrie's line of sight to one of the corners where a ball of blond hair rested.
"This… doesn't look good at all…" Nana said with a sigh, shaking her head in disapproval.