After a few days of interaction, Qinghe had roughly figured out their temperaments. Bill was like someone with a split personality, at times sinister and wild, and at other times, like a nagging old lady, chattering nonstop. Czech, on the other hand, was the easiest to understand; he seemed to be accustomed to immersing himself in his own world, inaccessible to anyone, and of course, they did not understand his world either. However, he did not lose touch with reality, occasionally speaking a few words to them or sitting quietly, smiling as he watched them quarrel.