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[X] "Awesome," you mutter carelessly aloud.

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"Awesome," Grimnír mutters carelessly.

Marisa's smile turns into a huge grin. She looks really pleased.

"I'm sure you'll get the hang of it. After you finish your flying lessons, we should teach you some flashy spells ~ze!"

"Umm, yeah. O-of course," he manages.

Marisa gives him a wink.

"Of course, if you were talking about me..."

She moves closer to him, only inches from his face. Grimnír can feel her breath on his chest. He blushes furiously.

"Then you should work harder ~ze!" she says.

Marisa ruffles his hair playfully.

"S-stop that!" he says.

"Anyway, I'll be heading down to check on Alice. Dinner should be ready soon," she says.

She takes a few steps toward the door before pausing. She doesn't turn around.

"I'm sure that if you work hard enough, t-then even I would call you awesome ~ze," she whispers.

Marisa leaves the room without another word.

Grimnír looks around the room. He can see his things in a small pile on a desk. He checks his wrist and finds the bracelet still attached and undamaged. He feels something strange in his pocket, however. Even before he pulls it out, he knows that it is.

Logos Sign, 「Calculated Risk」, the card reads.

He isn't sure how to use it, but it will probably be very useful. Maybe he can talk about it with Marisa and Alice during dinner. He pockets the spell card and gets up from the bed.

There seem to be a few new things lying around. Beside his pile of things, he spots a small sack, not unlike the one Marisa carries. He can probably use it to carry stuff around. There is also a neatly folded set of grey robes on the desk. They look like they will fit him comfortably.

Grimnír pauses.

He looks around the room.
[ ] Change into the grey robes.
[ ] Place his things into the sack and take it with him downstairs.
[ ] Take the walking stick.

Marisa mentioned that dinner should be ready.
[ ] Head to the dining room.
[ ] Head to the kitchen.
[ ] Head to the workshop.