•National Academy of Science, 1st Ward•
Ana
Ana noticed that Valerian's patience was running thin. Valerian ran his hand through his hair in frustration.
"Leave. I don't want to repeat myself." He growled.
Instantly, the crowd dispersed and in a few moments, They completely vanished.
"You know her?" Margo asked. "Quite the brat," she added.
"I don't remember her," Valerian said plainly as he walked to the door. His mood visibly turned sour.
"She says she worked on a research project with you though," Ana said
"I've done hundreds of research since I was a kid. I don't bother remembering everyone I worked with. Such a hassle." He explained. Ana noticed that he was uncharacteristically talkative when he was with her. Back when they first met, it would be rare to even hear Valerian speak more than two words. Usually, he would just glare at you to stop talking.
