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-- Hmm. Would you mind if I asked you to give me another sermon? About harmony, understanding the world, and all that. After all, that's what you live for, and I'd be more interested in hearing it from the source, rather than from my general lore references. In return, I can tell you something too.
-- As for the artist, theoretically I could meet one, but wouldn't it be easier to just go to the appropriate academy? Why did you have to give up on that option?
- Oh!... It's like I'm at home! - Mika bowed, and then lightly and cheerfully patted the extensive cultural and linguistic knowledge of her companions. - Even though it's a November morning, I feel light and warm inside now. How are you, gentlemen? I'm very sorry that we missed each other yesterday; it was quite a busy day. However, from now on, I will never make such a mistake again!
Not waking up on Friday, Klin decides to postpone his WORK until the second half of the day and wait for Saneksa to wake up. Instead, he plans a simple breakfast in the kitchen with Carneol rations, pies, and tea. The Ice School turned out to be very useful for long-term food preservation. I wonder if they will invent some convenient household appliance in the future to replace the pits and barrels of ice.