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Beata and Guion leisurely rummaged through the contents of their backpacks, selecting items for donations. After giving everything they deemed necessary, and casually and unobtrusively waiting for Alaria to move away, they looked at the list of available activities again, supposedly studying it more carefully, so that their discovery would seem organic and natural.
- Guion, look. Is there an option to undergo an exile ritual for aliens?
- Indeed. Isn't the Patriarch in charge of that? He was here...
- I heard he was almost killed... Excuse me, - Beata addressed the receptionist, - who is currently dealing with the otherworldly beings? We heard that the Patriarch used to do it, but he was apparently injured by some terrorist... Is he doing better now?
- Yes... The Patriarch is a respected man, and we are a little worried about him, - Guion said with a disarming smile. - But what if unfriendly aliens show up and don't want to be exiled...?