After their usual training session, where Draven and Olev taught Genevieve simultaneously, Genevieve felt a surge of enthusiasm in her chest for being trained by both of her instructors. However, her mood shifted when Draven announced his imminent departure as his task here had concluded.
"So... You're leaving," Genevieve asked with a saddened expression.
"Yes, young lady," Draven replied in a deep tone.
"Can't you stay longer?" Genevieve's voice trembled, expressing her hidden hope that Draven would remain to continue her training.
"I cannot, young lady," Draven responded decisively.
"Alright," Genevieve sighed, hoping for a different answer.
Genevieve felt an unusual sensation in her chest as she watched Draven pack his belongings in the lodging room. She couldn't explain it, but it was a mix of sadness and frustration. She didn't want Draven to go, but she also couldn't stop him.
