The tranquility was interrupted by a familiar voice.
<It seems you're enjoying yourself, Mikhailis.>
Mikhailis groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. Not now, Rodion.
"Alright, let's skip that part and get straight to business," he muttered under his breath, careful not to wake Cerys.
<Rodion, ready to report. Initiating updates.>
The faint glow of his glasses activated, and Rodion's voice became more precise.