"Nnngh... my head hurts."
Three words, and one interjection. The alcohol still had an effect on Darenn.
The familiars and the twins were asked to come to the tent to pick up drunk Darenn. The twins furrowed their brows in worry, the familiars already helping him up side by side. Zann at his left, Leonel at his right.
Professor Noir and Professor Gertrude came outside the tent, Aranea immediately walking towards them to ask a question.
"So, what did Darenn say? Is it okay for me to know? I am his Summoner after all."
The professors looked at each other. They then shook their heads, Aranea, sighing as she did not understand why she is not allowed to know what they learned from Darenn when he is her familiar.
"We could tell you what he told us," Professor Gertrude said, Professor Noir, sighing as he continued what she was about to say.