“I assume that favor has something to do with combining my ability with her?” Tristan continues looking her straight in the eye. “Then… you want to restore something?”
She lets out a dispirited chuckle. “You’re sharp, Prez.”
“Aren’t you going to ask for it now?”
“Well, on second thought… maybe you should just forget about it.”
“Huh-? Why?” His voice raises a little.
“What’s this about?” Blair scratches her head.
Azalea takes a deep breath. “Okay. I have decided that the favor I want to ask is something that’s kinda difficult.”
Tristan clasps his hands; his brows furrow. “At least discuss it…” His clasped hands tightens. He lowers his eyes. “Let me hear about it too. If I can help then, I might as well try.”
“Uh, i-if you allow me.” Schnitzel then follows up. “If you think my ability could be of use, then… Um, please let me help.”
“You heard them, Az!” Blair adds while showing a childish grin. “Maybe I can help too.”