"...Almost."
Dabit looked at Inaya's pair of eyes, clearer than those of a college student, and couldn't help but shake his head: "Sir, don't forget, the commotion you stirred up is something no one can ignore, right?"
"Ah, this..."
Inaya was momentarily stunned and finally realized: "Have others been here already?"
"They were curious about it, but I turned them back."
"Thank you for your hard work, elder."
"..."
Dabit was silent for a moment, eventually sighing, and after such a long period of hesitation, he asked directly: "Sir, there is something I would like to request."
"Hmm? Please speak."
Dabit hesitated for a moment, then solemnly asked: "Am I honored to have an audience with that person?"
"Ah?"
Inaya looked over in confusion, as if not understanding why such a matter needed to be treated so seriously, and nodded: "Sure, I'll go ask shortly, please wait a moment."
This time, it was Dabit's turn to be bewildered.
"Ah?"
He hesitantly asked, "Is this really okay?"
