"The teacher is having lunch," Felic whispered as they made their way between the workshops on the Floating Island. "You've come at this time and even brought the teacher's favorite gift. You should have been invited to join the teacher for lunch, but the teacher has recently developed a habit of preferring to eat alone, apart from a few maids, and dislikes having others around – not even us. So, unfortunately, I cannot invite you to join, and I must ask you masters to wait in the drawing room for a while until the teacher finishes lunch. However... never mind, I think it's better to show you from a distance. Please follow me."
The normally mature, steady, and reliable Felic seemed hesitant, as if he was engaged in an internal struggle. In the end, he made up his mind and extended the bittersweet invitation with a tinge of sorrow in his voice.
