The tea time was proven to be a good space to unwind for Bassena before the trial he had to endure inside the black marble. With the gentle Saintess, the quiet Medium, and the cheerful Elena, the afternoon passed in a peaceful bliss.
Bassena did not prolong their hospitality, however. Worried that the peace would make him complacent and lowering his guard, he determined to enter the hyperbolic time chamber right after the tea.
For the sake of secrecy, the procession was made in the lobby before the stairs leading to the Sky Garden--which was forbidden even for the Templars.
"Wish me luck,"
"You don't need luck; you already have what you need," Zein patted the esper who started to look anxious again.
"I won't have you inside," he puffed his cheeks; an act that would make even the members of Anzus's jaws drop.
