"Cough, cough, cough." Perhaps it was the water he had spat out that choked him, but Pannis kept coughing continuously, unable to utter a word. No one could blame him, for this was the first time in over a hundred years that someone had breached this topic. Flare, with her gentle and subtle personality, delicate as a daffodil in a serene valley stream, never showed more than a faint warmth in her actions, no matter how passionate her feelings. Even though she had resolved to compete with the girls for Pannis's ownership, she had never told him directly, at most merely hinting subtly. Likewise, the girls from the adventure team had never made their intentions clear either, all patiently playing a guessing game, considerately leaving room for Pannis to play dumb.