"Do you have everything ready?" Al asked while checking the straps of the bags that he intended to carry attached to his very own clothes.
"Sometimes I wonder how could you become a lord of anything if you couldn't trust others with something so basic," Irea sneered at the man, clearly unhappy with the current arrangement.
"I know you don't like the idea of the two of us doing the job, but this is the best possible solution," Al sighed in response, paying no mind to the girl's mood. 'Given everything that those two told me, it's better to not do anything that could anger this girl. Who knows what kind of shit she would tell Layn if... once he comes,' Al thought, shaking his head.
