"Speak up. What're you after?" Garen sat in the chair with his arms crossed and looked at the little girl, Night Water, in front of him. This fellow disguised as a person clothed in black to follow him around quietly and had a relatively nice submarine. It seemed that the intelligence of her side was also unimpeded and obviously, she was not in action alone. There certainly would be other companions.
"After? Nothing? Just following behind you to pick up some crumbs? Why put it in such a sinister way?" Night Water blinked and smiled back. She did not answer Garen directly.
The two had left the sea at this time and had returned to the Lily of the Valley at which Garen was originally located. This was the Slann's site, which was protected by the Vulture and the Ministry of National Security. It was absolutely safe.
This was now Garen's base camp.