Now that they can communicate, Betty and Sandra as we've learned our guides name is, have become instant best friends, talking at the same time, at high speeds and somehow following each other's conversation.
Elder Ye gives me a long suffering look, that's her disciple after all, and if she can talk like that the Alchemist is in for a very lively existence once they get back to the Sect. Sandra seems to have no intention of letting me go, so the three of us short people walk hand in hand to the alchemy trial grounds with Elder Ye following behind, doing her very best not to laugh at our enthusiasm.
"If you're competing madam, you will need to get your children seated before you proceed to your designated spot." The guard at the competitor's entrance greets Elder Ye and finally she can't hold in her laughter anymore. She's not exactly quiet about it and the group in front of us turns around, joining in her mirth once they realize the mistake that the guard has made.
