-- So, you're Gar, and you're Gar... Well, then we'll change tactics; you'll be Ret and Rold, brothers. Nice to meet you. By default, you, Rold, will be under my command; that's how we work, so give me a list of your characteristics and skills. Let Ret enlighten us about the upcoming mission.
— I've told you everything I know about our goals and objectives. — Garret continues. — I hope you haven't withheld any interesting details from me? And all the other necessary paperwork is over there on the table; the boxes are filled in everywhere – we figured it out while we were waiting, and we didn't need to bother Klina with the lordly duties.
-- Hmm, anything else? Oh, yes. I won't talk about the dangers of the job; it should be clear anyway, but what your brother might not have told you is that until today's ceremony, the attitude towards the newcomers has always been wary, and there were many priests of the local religion who would have been happy to banish the aliens as soon as they appeared on the horizon. Now, fortunately, it's not so bad anymore, but you still need to do at least one thing: don't disgrace the very idea. Otherwise, who knows what the political situation will change to, right? Therefore, I urge you to be cautious in everything and to follow your brother and me, your commander, especially at first, until you get used to it. Can I rely on you?
Garret put his hand to his forehead and muttered curses under his breath.
— Harold wants to say that he perfectly understands how thin the ice we are walking on is with our now well-known status as newcomers and is fully aware of the risks. — he said emphatically, looking at his brother with a gaze that would make even steel balls rot. — Therefore, he will not engage in any excesses. Am I clear enough?
Raising an eyebrow, the younger one looked back as if he had never seen him before, and then, after thinking about something, he grinned and spoke almost in verse.
— Crystal clear, clearer than day. Rely on me as you would rely on him. And if you ever have any doubts about my reliability, then the worthy hero Garret guarantees me one hundred percent. Isn't that right, brother?
The elder nods, and looks at Erefir with a look as if saying: "it will be difficult with him, of course, but this time I will try to do everything to protect this fool from another repetition of his own fate."