Book 5. Chapter 33: Children of the Occult
Defusing the situation was simple. All I had to do was tell the pair, “Hecate being Hecate.” and they understood immediately. Wasn’t any follow up questions either, they just nodded and went on with their current to-do list as if nothing had happened. Wrath was many things, but she was still Wrath. She’d already gotten her old reputation within a few days up here.
“I did not detect any falsehood in their answers. They believed you.” Wrath said, frowning as they walked away. “Why did they believe you? I understood miscommunications like this were highly difficult to rectify and are predicted to last weeks, possibly months.”
“Are you calling me a known liar and cheat?” I said in between filled up cheeks of Rokasutō.
“You are.” She said, puzzled.
“Everyone’s a critic.” I muttered, licking the grease off my fingers, before I cut a section of omelet with my chopsticks and chomped down. “All right, Mrs. Wrath. What would have been your oh so great plan to clear up the slate?”
“We would be forced to continue forward, adapting to the situation until a suitable event would allow us to mend the miscommunication. No other way.” She said. “Attempts to deny the situation would only entrench the situation further, you see.”
“No one can say you don't have a 'get-it-done' attitude. But see, that’s where I come in.” I grabbed a drumstick and wiggled it at her, the green joint still easily moving despite having been slow cooked. “I get the impossible done all the time.”
The sauce was the real winner here, Rokasutō itself was somewhat tasteless, but it could easily soak up juices if the exoskeleton was given a few light cracks before cooking. Kidra hired the best, and that included the cooking staff. Way better than eating rations inside a vent while I hid from Father’s training.
These days I had a different kind of training to do, and time was time. I’d been having such a good time talking the scrap with Wrath and I forgot the world was still out to get me. “Ice in a bucket, I’ve got work for that warlock. It’s been so long since I’ve had actual take-home assignments, slipped my mind.”