At the end of the meeting where Verle thrust a new job onto Ves, Iris clapped his back with her slender hand and smiled.
"I'm sure you're up to the task, Ves." The blond encouraged him. "No one else among the design team is as capable as you, whether we're talking about design prowess or leadership ability."
"How do you know that?" He asked, feeling a bit suspicious for some reason.
"I've seen how you work. When you're with the design teams, the work you do is head and shoulders above the other Apprentices. When you're working with the mech technicians, you have this air around you that compels them to listen to you. These instances alone prove Major Verle's point. There's no one better among the task force that can play the role that a head designer needs to perform."
Ves shook his head and rested it on his palm. "Not you too. Not that I appreciate the compliments, but you are putting an awful lot of faith in me. I barely know what a head designer is supposed to be doing."
