☀️ Arselia and Akonia

- You are well aware of my origins, Lady Myco. After talking with you one-on-one, I think I'm starting to understand why Hein looks at you with the same dreamy eyes that we all look at the instructor.

- But please, don't think that I have thick files on each of you on my desk, along with files on all my acquaintances. - She smiled again, amused by the imaginary picture of herself in such a situation. - I don't think this approach makes sense. Firstly, experience has shown that it is very misleading and does not filter out dishonesty... - a brief sigh with an equally brief, disappointed shake of her head. - And secondly, reducing a person to lines in their resume says little about them. Sometimes, it is enough to exchange a few phrases and look each other in the eye to find common ground, which cannot be achieved by reading an entire series of biographies about their great achievements. If you remember, at the end of our event, I said that I had some doubts, but you all did well. To be honest, this applied not only to your professional skills, but also... In short, I couldn't just let her go with anyone - with people I don't know at all? She is an exceptionally powerful and great person, but even such people sometimes need someone to watch their back. But I am happy that my fears turned out to be completely unfounded. So, all I know is just a couple of details in very general terms. It's a little sad that you left the guard - it needs decent and honest people, and I was able to see that better than anyone. But on the other hand, perhaps fate has given you an even better chance for something similar - serving with the "left pillar." So, perhaps society has not lost anything from this in the end. ...and thank you for the compliment.

- Do you understand what I mean?

- I understand. But do you remember that we consider it a harmful invasive species that destroys cherry and other trees? I'm sure some will consider me the same after today... Never mind, never mind, I'm just kidding, - she said with a playful smile, inhaling the alien-Anuzish scent and hugging the bouquet as if it were a baby. - Arigato, EdgeLord-kun! This is a very beautiful metaphor, and you know... Of all the variations of the raymo, that I remember, this one somehow looks and smells the best. Is it because it grew here? Or because you picked it? - Looking at her, then at his "disguise," and then back at her, she sighs. - I don't want to admit it, but there are a few similarities... The demiurges of the universe continue to weave their strange web.