"What are you?" Senia clutched tightly to her bottled water while staring intensely at the guide sitting on the other side of the table.
"I'm a guide," Zein only glanced at her briefly before getting back on reading the clan's financial report he was supposed to peruse earlier.
"No, you're not!" Senia bit her lips hard, feeling all confused and frustrated, but also in awe and fascination.
When she asked for guiding the second time, she remembered to be careful and reached out her hand slowly, even forcing herself to say please. Finally, she wasn't getting bombarded with nauseating feelings. It didn't necessarily feel good, although it was still faster than any guide she ever tried--including the Saintess.
