- I will consider your proposal, - replied Laikos Erefir, - I can't make up my mind right away.
- Mistress Erefir! - Arivel grabs the commander by the elbow. - Please, show me the headquarters...
-- By the way, Anpan, -- he gestures with his hand. -- Our dear viewer and visitor, but let him tell you about his profile himself.
"Probably."
"Anpan? Like a Nihon bun? Is that some kind of pseudonym?" - the Tanarrian girl looked at the young man more closely, - "He doesn't really look like a Nihon, although you can never rule out the possibility of mixed ancestry. Hmm... but what if he is... yes, his age matches. Hmm. But the priestesses of Yanagi can't, can they? And they would have introduced him to the people. No, it sounds like nonsense."