The poster Aria is peering at depicts a young man with dark skin and light hair, wrapped in derse robes. She floated closer to ground level for the express purpose of examining this patch of purple in a sea of gold. She's still floating actually, so as to better look over the heads of the Prospitians gathered there. They sure do come in all shapes and sizes, don't they...
She's been awake a while now. Maybe they've grown used to her? In any case, the poster and its image don't make her very happy.
Aria: be similarly interested in the propaganda.
She's been awake a while now. Maybe they've grown used to her? In any case, the poster and its image don't make her very happy.