Vesta turned his gaze towards Desmond, finding him fixated and eagerly awaiting his response. Just then, a cough escaped Vesta's lips, and he proceeded to speak, his voice resonating in the air. "Alright, I appreciate your cooperation. Rest assured, I will ensure you arrive at the academy before the registration period concludes."
"I understand. Thank you for everything," Desmond replied as he observed Vesta slouching in his chair, his hand gently massaging his forehead while his eyes wandered aimlessly across the ceiling. With a nod from Vesta, Desmond took his leave, exiting the room.