🦊 Планета Флерантор, осколки человечества 🦊

Aristarch listened to the teacher.

"So, does that mean the chthonic forest is in the category of 'just mention it, and it's right there'? What a mess... The leader 'guaranteed' something, huh? What a mess... And how did she regain her power of speech?"

"I understand, Teacher. Well, I eagerly await the start of this... 'expedition'..."

Aristarch leaves the teacher and then searches for "that certain stranger."

"Ida, right? Just a few words..." he nods "somewhere away from prying eyes."

Zaya doesn't allow Aristarch to talk to women alone, so she listens to their conversation with Ida, clinging to Aristarch as much as possible. At the same time, she looks at Ida with a look: "he's mine, don't touch him."

"Are you sure you're sane, "future wife"? You don't seem like a Sortarian witch of reason, although as my grandmother used to say, 'Still waters run deep...' In any case, I'm not interested in your 'secrets,' there's no need to 'herd' me around every step of the way..."

"This only concerns us and our Clans. Wait here..."