"Are you insane?!" Yulervan hollered as he got up from his seat.
However, no matter how loud he screamed, Aectaeon didn't have any intentions of talking to him. The man was far too preoccupied with the things he ought to do. He was wasting time as it was sitting there and doing nothing but contemplating.
Garant, on the other hand, looked at Yulervan, his gaze seemingly throwing daggers.
"Why are you making such a fuss? Why are you so easily triggered, huh, Yulervan Schurn?"
While waving his hands about, Yulervan responded, "Aren't you concerned?! That's one versus many! That's out of control!"
"Can you sit back down first?!"
Hearing Garant raised his voice, Yulervan was compelled to follow albeit reluctantly. While grumbling his excuses, the latter sighed as he lowered himself on the couch.
Once Yulervan was seated, Garant mimicked Aectaeon's posture as he sighed repeatedly.
