Secrets of the Past - Part 5

Oliver snorted at how ridiculous their conversation was growing. With how tired he was, he found it was the only sort of conversation he could find the energy to engage in. For it was the sort of conversation that required no energy at all.

As they finished up the last of their stew, there came a knock at the door.

"Ah, there you are," Professor Volguard said, a Battle board clutched under his arm. "I had thought I might find you here. Skullic had warned me that I would have difficulty moving you, given how absorbed you were in your reading. I thought I would leave you to it for a while."

"…Sorry about that, Professor," Oliver said, scratching his head. "You've made all this time for me. The least I can do is turn up to your lessons when we agree upon it."