Winters paused for a moment, "So, is there anything else?"
Jan Aquina's face turned green and then purple; with anyone else, he would have long since shouted and grappled with them.
But this person wasn't just anyone; for one, he couldn't really win in a fight.
Secondly, it would be beneath him to bicker with a naive youngster from the later sessions.
And there was a lady present too.
Thus, Jan Aquina chose to leave, sweeping his sleeves— the carriage transporting the prisoners was just parked outside the Great Cathedral— leaving Jean Horn, Major, to handle it alone.
"Then I'll take my leave as well," Major Horn slightly bowed.
Mason and Anna also bent to return his gesture.
But Winters did not respond in kind, "By the way, Major, I actually don't have anything to discuss with Colonel Aldame. I just wanted to notify him of something, and telling it to any of you makes no difference."
