Decision

With his eyes carefully watching the elf, Daneel stepped out of the medical tent, a step behind the ancient being who looked completely normal, for the most part, except for a few instances now and then when a confused expression came on his face.

Although the system had told him that this sort of temporary disorientation would disappear soon, he was very worried. He had just messed with the consciousness of such a prominent figure in the mainland, and he already knew that this decision was going to cost him.

At the least, eventually, it would cost him the friendship they had come to share over the time they had spent together. He felt ashamed to say that he was now worried more about the other effects, but putting aside that emotion, he thought about what he would do if someone found out what he had done.