"Ahem. I did come to ask you for help with something important."
Hearing Mo Bai's question, Aemeath fidgeted, her hands clasped together.
"Oh? What could Aemeath, Resonator of the Tunneler and Digital Ghost who treats obstacles as if they don't exist, possibly need help with?" Mo Bai teased again.
He had considered adding "young lady of the Black Shores," but figured the same joke wouldn't be as funny twice in one day.
"Hey! I'm serious, okay? I need to deal with this problem soon, and I thought you'd be good at it. Why else would I come to you...?"
Annoyed by his repeated teasing, Aemeath shot him a glare.
"Ahem. All right, then. What do you need?" Mo Bai said, putting his teasing aside.
He might have been messing with Aemeath, but they were friends.
And if a friend was in trouble, of course he would help her.
He had things of his own to do, but if Aemeath was troubled enough to seek him out, it had to be more important than preparing a Graduation Gift for Rover.
"Well, I wanted to know how your Graduation Gift for Rover is coming along. Could I use it for inspiration?"
"..."
Silence.
Mo Bai could only turn his back on Aemeath and answer with silence.
"No way..."
Aemeath darted in front of him and caught the guilty look on his face.
"Hey! Didn't you say you owed Rover a huge debt? How could you not even prepare a Graduation Gift for her?!"
Aemeath knew exactly what his expression meant. Like an agent of justice, she gave him a furious scolding.
"You're one to talk! Rover found you herself when you were little and raised you, but you haven't prepared a gift for her either!"
Mo Bai refused to take that lying