"You've arrived, Loren."
"Loren!"
Migaya and Isatia also stood up and saluted.
They were old friends with Loren back at Ichrite Academy.
"Isatia, you really haven't changed in all these years."
Loren waved cheerfully, indicating that they need not be so formal.
Their intentional saluting was merely to tease him.
"Don't you think Migaya hasn't changed much either?"
Isatia turned sideways, stood on tiptoe, and pressed both hands against Migaya's cheeks, observing her husband.
Migaya, now in his thirties, still looked much the same as when he was in his twenties.
"Indeed, his other appearance might not change much either."
Loren sat down on the sofa and gestured for Almis to do the same.
After some brief small talk, Loren began discussing past and current political affairs with his three old friends.
Though the topics were heavy, being with dear friends allowed Loren to finally relax his tense nerves a bit.
