"Uh, that's really quite unfortunate."
After listening to Edgar's account, Uffie didn't know what to say, so she offered a formulaic consolation.
People's emotions aren't always in sync.
Clearly, it was a very unlucky situation for Edgar, but after hearing it, she just wanted to laugh.
No, I can't laugh, Uffie. If I laugh, some of my good qualities might be permanently lost.
Finally, Uffie quickly turned around, her back to Edgar, her shoulders shook a few times, and when she turned back around, she had regained her composure and asked:
"Is there any progress in your research? As long as there's progress, it means all this hardship wasn't for nothing."
This was something Gapar had once used to encourage her, but now it seemed like a sermon, likely to provoke resistance among the youth.
However, when these words came out, Edgar's face worsened, as he spat out each word with difficulty.
"No progress at all..."
Indeed, no progress at all!
