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After spending some time in enlightening conversations with his brother, Garret suddenly decided to leave, stating that it was time for him to perform in the circus. Harold might have been surprised by the elder brother's clever methods of disguise and infiltration, but upon hearing that it was a charity event without any deception, he reluctantly acknowledged that his brother's self-critical statement was appropriate in this case. The younger brother watched the performance half-heartedly, engrossed in smoking another cigarette somewhere far in the background. When the circus left after the performance, Garret and Harold were left alone again, free to continue resolving their issues.
— They put on a good show, just what I needed to clear my head. — the elder brother stretches demonstratively. — So, are you ready to meet the boss?
— What do you think I've been waiting for while you're here with your clowning? I don't understand why you needed this.
— I was just bored, and then the commander approached me and asked me to warm up, so I did.
— How touching. — taking a final drag, the younger brother flicks the smoldering cigarette butt onto the ground. — Let's go.
The Asterians head to Carneol's headquarters, where Erephir was likely present or could soon return.
— They put on a good show, just what I needed to clear my head. — the elder brother stretches demonstratively. — So, are you ready to meet the boss?
— What do you think I've been waiting for while you're here with your clowning? I don't understand why you needed this.
— I was just bored, and then the commander approached me and asked me to warm up, so I did.
— How touching. — taking a final drag, the younger brother flicks the smoldering cigarette butt onto the ground. — Let's go.
The Asterians head to Carneol's headquarters, where Erephir was likely present or could soon return.