Link found Jasmine's tone a bit odd.
Exactly how it was odd, he couldn't pinpoint.
Brushing off the thought, Link got back to the matter at hand: "Don't rush into this decision, think it over. Helping in the lab will take up a lot of your study time after all."
"There's no need to think it over, I'm in," Jasmine said with an unusually steadfast tone. "Without your guidance, I wouldn't be able to focus on my studies anyway. And who in their right mind would reject the chance to work in such a high-tech lab? I am well aware of the significance of experimentations for our training!"
"Alright then."
Link nodded, convinced that Jasmine genuinely wanted to help out in the lab as his assistant, so he didn't try to dissuade her further.
The lab was kept immaculate by the Intelligent Puppet, so they wouldn't need to worry about cleaning up.
Without further ado, they quickly left.
The schoolhouse.
As always, Link and Jasmine arrived early at the classroom for self-study.
