An hour later, in Aiden's office.
"I'm sorry, I messed it up," Tony sighed with the teacup in his hands, "It's rare that you trust me so much."
"You didn't mess up, didn't the class go well after that?" Aiden said, smiling to comfort him.
"That's because Captain Veronica helped maintain discipline. If I were alone... I really couldn't handle them," Tony said, eyes downcast.
"Do you really think the discipline improved solely because Veronica stepped in?" Aiden laughed.
"Isn't it?" Tony was taken aback.
"Actually, it was because of the divine words you inadvertently used that intimidated them," Aiden explained, "So far, there hasn't been a 'black magic specialist' among the prison guards, and many of these young offenders are bullies. They were scared of you, so they behaved."
