#provisionaltruth

It was a rather slow day at the Chrysos Maze, enough that Phainon didn't have to worry about keeping extra staff on, so he sent them home early, leaving just him -- and Snowy -- to tend to the restaurant for the time being. One of his regulars was still here, one he intended to talk to but didn't want to push the boundaries of professionalism.

So who said it had to be him who asked?

When the timing was right, he handed Snowy a letter, telling him to go over towards Anaxa whilst Phainon feigned continuing his work by cleaning some coffee cups. The white-furred dog would bark for the man's attention, then politely drop the letter by his feet.

Mr. Anaxa, hello. I didn't want to interrupt you but I thought we could get to know eachother better. When are you free next? There's a theatrical perfomance showcasing soon, if that interests you, we could go. Otherwise, I simply want to hang out when you're free~ ~ Sincerely, The Man That Keeps Your Caffeine Addiction going. Aka, Phainon.

A soft groan could be heard as very loud stomps rang out, tired yellow eyes look around before closing as it seems that he was being carried off somewhere.

The halo that adorned his head flickering transparently as the exhausted figure could feel warmth trickle down from his forehead as it seemed that he was injured upon ending up wherever he now was, he could feel the sun shining down as whatever was holding him by his torso was moving as quickly as they could possibly move.

A towering creature known as a Dromas was carrying him as it seems that the Halovian had somehow ended up in the land of Amphoreus and this particular one was currently searching for a familiar face, they soon found who they were searching for and moved towards them with their big stomping feet which quaked the very ground it tread on as they made a noise despite still holding the wounded in their mouth.

"Yeah! That's me!" March 7th tried to sound cheerful, the one who wasn't stressed about this interaction at all. There was a war going on inside her, though—but so far, everything was going well. Very well, in fact. He wasn't shouting or anything. Although… Veritas wasn't shouting either. But there was truth to what Hyacine had said. It also made her a little calmer. She sighed deeply, slightly surprised. He gave her a compliment? I guess you could call it that, right? Oddly worded, but a compliment nonetheless!

"And that's just because I'm so excited about your lectures! Seriously! Plus, I get to hang out with my friends! Isn't that wonderful?! Doing those two things at once?"

March 7th finally laughed, unable to contain herself. The thought of seeing Phainon and the others again and being able to sit with them… it sounded so wonderful and almost alien. She's never been to school (apart from a few incidents), so this will be an interesting and new experience for her!

Her eyes were still watching the guy—the way he put the stylus on the table. And then her true joy shot up—she jumped gently onto the professor, her hands on his shoulders.

"OH MY!! YESS. Thank you so much! I'll ask lots of questions and be eager to learn. You won't be disappointed, I promise!" The girl finally pulled away from him.

"And....... you better forget about that, okay? I got a little carried away."

" Uhgh ... ah? " A pitiful sound, yet a conscious acknowledgment all the same. Maybe being knocked out cold would've been better? She was no stranger to immense physical trauma (the sort that would kill any other person), but that had sucked. What, did she fall through solid stone or something?!

" Just ... just give me a second—or two. " Maybe several seconds, actually. Could she even feel her legs? Ah, she could unfortunately feel her legs!

Eventually, rubble tumbles to the wayside as she manages to sit up. Her eyes focus on the source of that voice—the unfortunate person who had witnessed this catastrophe. He at least didn't seem hurt.

"Love compromises nothing. People do."

Mydeimos listened intently to Anaxagoras's response to his question. A pleased hum left his throat as he expected; the professor's response was sharp, concise, with clarity, yet also thought-provoking. No wonder they made him teach others, including a handful of the younger Cryos Heirs.

"Like the difference between dying in battle courageously and being suicidally reckless. Yes, I agree with your point of view there. We don't need to waste our time finding more examples of idiocy being done in the name of virtue or platitudes; that's what the council is for after all." The King briefly recalled sitting in on one of their meetings and actually felt pity for any Cryos Hier who has to entrain, let alone work around their arrogance and schemes.

[Anaxa would clock that as interesting rather than insulting, and immediately begin to try and intellectualize all this. Also for the record, he believes he is biteable.]

─「エデン」─  the TRAILBLAZER simply watched him mumble something to himself while glancing at her occasionally. she was chewing away on the snack he gave her to behave ( read : be quiet ) while he's working. it tastes good.

The praise was definitely going to his head, but he tried not to get ahead of himself. When he finds that sense of pride welling up in his chest, he beats it back down with a reminder to focus and not mess it up again. If he couldn't remember what he did last, then he shouldn't be thinking ahead. Thankfully, he was keeping on track.

"If I were the same as I was when under your teachings, I think I would have breathed a sigh of relief." He laughs, but it was mostly a thought back on his growth, the things he had learned and overcome during his time at The Grove. "Yes, let me get back to being focused." From there, the next steps were concluded with ease. A few slips in his expression when he was ensuring not to use too much or too little water, but he got it right. Last step, complete. Phew.