Of course, there was a fee. If there weren't, things would get troublesome.
"I'll pay."
See? Communicating with sensible, reasonable people was this simple.
Durandal strode into the clinic. There were very few people inside; aside from the two-toned-haired woman sitting off to the side, the lobby was nearly empty.
Noticing the gaze on her, Vill-V tilted her head. The paper in her hands rapidly folded and flipped, transforming moments later into an exquisite paper flower that she offered to the blonde girl.
Durandal froze for a moment, then accepted it with an amused laugh.
Only after the blonde girl had gone farther away did Vill-V continue complaining. "I'm telling you, An Yu meddles too much. Do you really think we can't handle Elysia's mental problems ourselves?"
Aponia stared at Vill-V, wishing this child would look in a mirror before speaking.
Did she really think she was mentally normal?
Vill-V raised her chin, completely unafraid beneath Aponia's gaze. What was abnormal about her?
The retreating footsteps returned.
"Sorry to interrupt, but were you just talking about... An Yu?"
Durandal's usually confident, occasionally stiff expression carried a trace more sincerity.
Vill-V tilted her head again, while Aponia beside her also looked at the blonde traveler in confusion.
The corners of Vill-V's lips rose slightly. Well now, hadn't the breakthrough just arrived?
"Yes. I'm very close with his sister. I've been wondering what gifts I should bring when I visit the two of them."
She deliberately emphasized "gifts" and "visit."
"Could you bring me along? I absolutely won't cause any trouble." Durandal's eyes lit up.
Wonderful. She would not even need to go through Sirin. That cut out more than half the trouble right away.
"What's your relationship with An Yu?"
"If I had to put it that way... senior and junior?"