"Surprised?"
Looking at the two who seemed to have a belly full of questions, Conley Ers chuckled irresponsibly: "It's okay... We have plenty of time, we can chat slowly."
"Little Simon, go and get three cups of coffee, and then go watch the shop."
He invited Aaron and Bruce to sit at a metal table, examining Bruce: "You must be Bruce Field? Clarke mentioned you many times in his letters to me... He was most worried about you, by the way, is your teacher still well?"
"My teacher..." Bruce's voice was heavy: "He has passed away."
"Life will eventually return to nature, may the existence he believed in accept his spirit..."
Conley Ers made a ceremonial gesture.
"Mr. Ers, are you a 'Druid'? Is there a lineage of 'Druids' in the Ancient Meng's Eye School?"
After Conley Ers finished, Aaron asked curiously.
"You are... Aaron, right? Indeed, you have a pair of beautiful purple eyes."
