"Why are you crying like this, Ia?" Sheva sighed helplessly, trying to soothe the girl by rubbing her back gently. "Even Sister Medina and Sister Irene, who lost their game, are not that sad, so why are you so affected like this?"
The two older women who sat in front of them made a lot of rude hand gestures, enough to break the awkward silence with soft giggles and chuckles. Anna herself also smiled a little, but the girl was too busy reassuring her little sister to think about anything else right now. While her sister's reaction was a little bit exaggerated, Anna knew that Claudia was a sensitive girl and could often cry even over the smallest matter in the world.
"You—You don't understand!" Claudia said, still sobbing silently. "We had a good chance to force a draw, but I threw away my game! If only I could be a little bit stronger, maybe we wouldn't have to suffer from the loss!"
