Lungworth

Memento mori

A flash of insight.
-- Good day, -- the girl managed to say before Asterion started to inquire about everything in a familiar manner.

— That's it! Gulveig, — he addresses his companion, whose existence he apparently hadn't forgotten after all, — instead of joining others, wouldn't it be better to create your own organization? I'm sure that a leader like...

"Mother, yes, he's right. This could be a good opportunity to finally show..."

myself

"A... Yes, that's how..." -- the girl seemed a little sad for some reason.
-- Listen, the idea is actually good, and you have the necessary qualities... But what do you think about an alternative? I'm also quite charismatic (she smiled and struck a leadership pose, in which one could vaguely sense Felician undertones), and I have excellent experience in this kind of activity... I know what to expect from companions, from opponents, and from employers. Indeed, the latter can also be different and may have hidden motives. People's lives and the success of our endeavor will depend on us, so we need a skeptical outlook. And in any case, you will have a certain weight in decision-making; I can't not trust my partner?