[Allura's finished hanging her wish up herself and she's just milling about admiring everyone else's wishes, attempting to look like she's only just casually looking as opposed to reading some of them word-for-word, trying to figure out who put them up and the context for them.

But with Aya standing beside her, she's attempting to look inconspicuous about it.]

Oh! You were not in my way. [And she goes back to looking at the wishes, only to look back at Aya when the pink-haired girl speaks up again. Allura's quiet for a tick, thoughtful.] We did have festivals on Altea during the warmer months, but they had been quite different.