"So, you and Leroy go to the same school," Inari assessed. "I heard Leroy was taken to a lower world, but it seems the lower world is not all that bad." Even though she said it, she could not help but think of the oddities. "But through the tone, it seems you did not like Leroy all too much? School rivalry?"
"If only it is that simple," Elior smiled, and brought instruments out of the storage bag. First were a couple of rune inscriber pens, then concentrated spirit liquid, a head size box, and some smaller things she did not recognise. Still, seeing all that she could make out, it was all a maker's instrument. And it appears her saviour was about to work on the suit.
"You are a healer. A maker also?" she asked, furrowing her brows. Then the scene of him cutting off a two metres large fish with just one slash played in her mind.
