With freedom to make his club, Riven found Quin. He was seated in an office, legs propped up on a table as he stared at the ceiling.
The moment Riven walked in, he looked him right in the eye. "No," he said.
"What? I haven't said anything," Riven said.
"I can't be in charge of any club. I have a lot on my plate, and also, your view on the academy is very myopic. The first person you came to is me.
The academy is the size of a small town. Have you ever thought of seeing everything that this academy has to offer, the depths of this academy?
There are almost fifty instructors scattered all around the academy, and each one could be the one you choose for your club.
I can't be the one you come to whenever you need something," Quin said.
"I come to you because I know you, and I understand you. Adding to that, you said you wanted to train me and my brother. You never spoke on that again," Riven said.
