"They were blind? Nearly fifty of them..."
Ilmarë trailed off.
"Did you inform that dumbass about this?"
"Yeah."
"About there being a lack of manaliths?"
"I — I'm not sure if I specified that, but I did say it was in a dark chamber."
"What did he say after that?"
"Nothing."
"THAT FUCKING IDIOT!!!" She slammed the table hard as she stood up. "I've got to go."
"Finish your food."
"I can't! I need to see that fucker right now!"
"I won't cook for you."
"Fine!"
She sat back down and resumed eating. Even though Ilmarë was older, it really seemed like Petra held seniority in their relationship.
"Why's the lack of manaliths such a serious matter? Isn't it normal for some areas to not have manaliths if people mine them out during dives?"
