"Did you manage to make any progress on your core?" Cain asked Luna in the morning, setting down the book on Cultivation Techniquest that the elven Librarian had made him copy out as essential knowledge for this world.
"Nope, zip zero nada. Not a single point." Luna sighed.
"But meditation was really relaxing, we should do that more often for sure." She added, snuggling deeper into Cain's lap.
That's what Cain feared. The cores they were working with were already formed, they only had to integrate them, and the system had set a goal of how to do that, which didn't include leisurely meditating in a hotel.
"Alright, after we eat, we will head out into the forest and see what we can find for entertainment. There should be some beasts out there that might taste better than expected, and we definitely need the experience." Cain told her, placing her on his hip as he stood up to go down to the dining hall.