The Empire of Reimia (3)

"Well, you're just like my senpai," Latro sighed. "You'd make a great sniper – you aim right for the heart." He sat down on the floor, leaning his back against the bed. "I like everyone to some extent, but... it's not really working out," he began, counting on his fingers. "Eli is only interested in weapons, and unfortunately, that's not a euphemism; Naika is great, not that she's not my type, because I don't really operate with such things, but let's just say that a combination of many factors pushes me towards other paths; Lotka, uh... I think she has potential deep down, but she needs a lot more effort and time to overcome her dislike of school than is possible with our schedule and the current political situation; Xenoche, I think an old bow would suit her better, and... well... in short, she's a good friend, what more can I say; Zarinka is like a sister to me... which, now that I think about it, isn't really a problem..." Latro paused for a moment, then shook his head and continued. "Parfa – well, that's a pretty good choice, there's a bit of internal tension, which is, of course, related to the expectations of those around her, but it's a good choice, I'm happy for you, man. And what else? I don't know the new girl at all, I haven't had much of a chance to talk to her. But I like her appearance." The guy shrugged. "That's the situation! As you can see, I have an excuse for everything, ha-ha. To be honest," he lowered his voice, "I would trade some of them for some of the girls from the other group, ahaha. I'm kidding. Partly. There are some really great ones in the first group. And a couple more in the others. Don't you think?"