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— You mean that strange lady with the flat feet? — Ida snorted mentally. Not much to like there.
The girl shrugged; neither of the ladies she had encountered made much of an impression on her. And there was something strange, even sinister, about that one woman.
— I don't know, she's a bit creepy, — Ida noted. — The way Gachchen rushed to her. Now you say... It's as if she were some sort of Sortorin witch.
Ida had just blurted out the last part on a whim. But in principle, it was possible. Where did that line of thought even come from?
— Perhaps in the future we will still have to figure out what kind of people have gathered here and how much of our friends they really are, — Ida continued. — But for now, all we can do is scout the surroundings, make acquaintances, and settle in while we're here. And not forget to stick together. Better old friends, even if they aren't the kindest, than some same-old strangers.
Ida also mentioned that she intended to visit the supply point mentioned in the advertisement. She might be a complete novice alchemist, but getting to know them for potential cooperation would certainly not hurt. The girl wouldn't mind if Volki decided to go with her, but she didn't intend to force her company on him.