“Fighting is a good skill to learn early. Even if you can’t use it all the time—it doesn’t hurt to be safe. As for drinking…”
I trail off with a sigh. I didn’t really need to explain that one.
I wasn’t entirely sure what I would make yet, but I was definitely —
“Some do. But again—my team isn’t affiliated enough with the guild. Guild services are reserved for the explorers that actually live there.”
I smile down at Vil, happy to hear the praise for my cooking.
“Been cooking since I was a young teen—damn right I’m good at it!—
“W-what?? Hey, that bag was the only one I’ve had in months! I mow through like, 3 different training dummies every month!!”
That last part was unfortunately true. It’s a wonder that I had enough to constantly buy new equipment //and// cooking ingredients.
“Besides, you’re—
“It’d be a really long story. It’s best we don’t get into the details about that right now.”
I’m sure I could trust Villard enough to tell him, but it just wasn’t the best time. Moving on, I cross my arms with a huff.
“No way. Since I have to work almost daily,—
“Oh, no—our investigations have nothing to do with the guild. They’re more… personal things. We just take jobs from the guild.”
I couldn’t really say what the investigations were about, but there was a good reason for it.
“Hff. I don’t have time to drink alcohol. Besides,—
I sigh and take a seat beside Villard. Guess I could use a moment to kick back.
“I’ve been out doing some investigations. My team does more than just rescue missions, though I suppose I’ve never mentioned it.”
“Don’t worry about it. It’s the very least I can do, anyway.”
Reaching down and ruffling the younger brother’s head.
“Try not to drink so much next time, yeah? I’d rather not clean up after you if you puke.”
//Am I about to get another half-sibling 😭