"So, what did you want to talk to me about?" Lawrence sat properly in his chair. The enormous hoop skirt, together with the chair legs, made him look like a pale yellow mushroom growing indoors.
".I've always thought it was impressive that you ran through five Singularities wearing that outfit." Roman's mouth twitched as he watched the bizarre sight.
".Thanks for the compliment." Lawrence froze for a moment, then gave a bitter smile. "You should work on your way with words, Roman. That sounded a little like sarcasm."
Roman suddenly stiffened in the middle of walking, scratching his head awkwardly.
"Sorry. I'm not really good at talking to people." Casually sitting down on one of the beds, Roman sighed with a smile. "We can talk about that later. There really is something important I need to tell you."
"Go ahead. I'm listening." Lawrence nodded lightly.
"It's about Mash."
"Mash?" Lawrence first tilted his head, then seemed to recall something. "Ah, I remember now. I think I asked you about this back in the France Singularity."
"Right. Back then, you wanted to resolve it, but you know what happened with the Director. Even though it felt unfair to Mash, we could only put it aside for the time being. We wanted to wait until the Director's situation was resolved, then have you help Mash deal with her physical condition."
"But the Director..."
Roman's pursed lips trembled slightly, and sorrow filled his eyes as he looked at the floor.
Lawrence fell silent as well.
Director Olga Marie's death was a responsibility that he, Roman, and Leonardo could not escape. It was only because they were still in an emergency situation that they had temporarily set that responsibility aside.
"Then let's not waste time." Lawrence gave a light hop down from the chair