You Know It's Not A Date, Right?
"How much longer do I have, Xi?" Jake sighed, trying in vain to forget Ulfar's insufferable face.
[Only fifteen minutes. You'd better hurry. I don't know this Oros, but I'm not sure you're prepared to face the consequences of keeping an Oracle Overseer waiting.]
"Well... You're right," Jake admitted shamelessly.
"Don't forget you can also bring three people of your choice, as long as they're part of your faction or another organization under your command," Saros, the Oracle Guardian assigned to watch over him, reminded him kindly. "Trusted individuals such as family members or friends are also allowed, but the Oracle will decide beforehand if they are eligible to participate in such a ceremony."
Jake paused, listening to the alien's reminder. Determining the eligibility of those accompanying him likely referred to their Oracle Rank or the number of Ordeals they had completed.
"Xi, who do you suggest for this graduation... I mean, this ceremony?" Jake coughed quietly.