|Little one. Is Burushi safe?|
Zoemi and Miriette casually walked out of the briefing room, locking the door behind them, and the black-haired boy thought to the little sentinel guarding the blond heroine.
"(She is fine. The rude people escorted her back to the room and are keeping watch outside the door. They didn't harm her though, so I didn't fight back.)"
The sentinel responded, sounding slightly grumpy about the whole situation - or rather, slightly grumpy that one of its orders was to protect and never attack first.
|Good. Tell her that we are back and get her right after we get Devios. Also, you can knock out everyone who isn't me, Miriette, or Devios, straight away if they get into the room. Just in case.|
The black-haired boy nodded and instructed the little sentinel, changing some of the commands it was originally given.
"(Really?!)"
The sentinel gasped in amazement, and Zoemi began to wonder whether it liked violence a little bit too much...
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