Hill's attempts to stop them had no effect... Falan, who had always only cared about what interested him, directly pinned him in the study to continue copying books, then followed Lynn up to the rooftop garden for tea and conversation.
Even Vera eagerly followed along. She intended to explain to this obvious figure who could restrain Hill exactly what it meant for Hill to get something only to throw it away again... She had plenty to say about that.
Hill could only silently return to his bedroom and prepare to take a bath to calm down.
He understood perfectly well that the quickest way for several strangers to form a bond was to badmouth a friend they had in common...
Right now, he was the medium being used... No matter how unhappy he was, he could only accept the result.
Fortunately, for Falan, fresh knowledge was still more important. Their friendly exchange ended after only one day.
Liszt also took the opportunity to arrange a sufficiently satisfying living environment for Falan. Falan, who had always wanted to live alone, finally relented when he saw the enormous, fully equipped alchemy laboratory.
However, he still inferred one of Hill's minor troubles from Liszt's work: Hill seemed to be running short on puppets.
Falan had plenty of those... The only benefit of staying in Abeir was that there were abundant elemental materials. Although Falan stayed in his own mobile Mage Tower, he did not dare sleep too much. It was a place where someone could attack at any moment, so he generally only ensured the most basic amount of rest before getting up to spend entire nights making puppets for practice.
The best sleep Falan had gotten in recent years was the night Hill brought him aboard the whale.
Falan slowly walked through