"Oh right! I'm sorry... How are you? I heard terrible things happened and..."
"I'm fine," Ren couldn't help but smile at her familiar scattered attitude. "Well, more or less but mostly fine."
"Oh, what a relief!" Jessy tried to fix her completely disheveled hair but ended up crumpling some papers with her elbows. "Because I had heard rumors about underground monsters and large-scale mobilizations, and Musy..." she pointed toward her cat, "was very worried about you. Isn't that right, Musy?"
The cat, which was rarely manifested, looked at her with the typical expression of 'don't involve me in your weird human conversations' and curled up for a nap.
"As I was saying," Ren continued, "I need your help with something."
Jessy's eyes immediately lit up.
"Oh of course, of course! Do you need material prices? Evaluations? Maybe something related to..." she leaned conspiratorially, "dangerous materials?"
"Not exactly," Ren scratched his head nervously. "It's more... personal."
