"Now that's settled, do you have any complaints?"
Silent bowed her head and answered in reverence. "No, I apologize for doubting you, my Tyrant."
Elian gave Silent a soft hug as he added, "I'm sorry it took so long, Mother-in-law. Feel free to bring up anything that troubles you. We're family."
"Okay."
Meek as a mouse, Silent went to Bastion with cheerful steps. Everyone present could see just how happy she was at the news of the Crucible for Earth. Elian gestured for everyone to return to their seats.
"There is one thing I wish to bring up to you all. I need to find a way to mass-produce Psychomancers."
"…"
Elian's bomb caused all those around the table to freeze. Woody, Yearns, and Sunny, in particular, grew unsettled. Those who were ignorant, like the humans, Epsilon, Blooms, and Burny, looked at the others in confusion.
Given the nature of the topic, Elian turned to his lover and called, "Bianca…"
