Zavier had noticed her because her voice had echoed throughout the cave.
She then jumped about like a child.
"You are my fortunate star, Captain!"
Hansa exclaimed happily as she danced around Zavier like a puppy. She was overjoyed, and while looking at the Lanling grass, she couldn't help but think about Zavier's face. Her heart was racing, and she didn't stop until her body began to heat up.
After a while, she stopped dancing and became bashful again. "Please accept my apologies, Captain."
Zavier laughed "There is no need to apologize. I pledge that we will do our jobs correctly. Anyway, do you know how to concoct a potion?"
"Of course!" Hansa said immediately, "I can brew the best potion in the world, and the only problem is that the ingredients aren't simple to come by..."
"We'll be receiving the ingredients here," Zavier said, smiling, "so all you have to do is create the brew. Don't be concerned. Everything will be alright."
