Chapitre 92: Tests

"Foster? You coming?" Octer asked, not noticing the same things that Lynol did from where he was standing, but Foster simply shook his head and slowly raised his hand, before speaking up.

"Why are you this confident? Do you really think that you can be picky, without anyone to work with you right now?"

"...I'm the best damn handler this town has ever seen, so you can be damn sure I'd be picky." She replied, and Foster slowly leaned forward, intertwining his fingers with each other, "Really? Then how about before we show our worth, you show yours?" He asked, and Rae did nothing but scoff in response.

"Fine, if you think that's necessary, go ahead."