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Six years.

He hadn’t even started learning about [i]everything[/i] before six years ago. Had ran headlong since, carried by a voracity and a compulsion. Six years, for the one whose life burned quick in exchange for the one whose life smouldered long into the night. There were plenty of questions Otis had to ask, after all. A great lifespan, even one obtained at the expense of another, was simply a [i]boon[/i] for the powerful in this world. If he was not aware of the sheer lack of essence in Rekordia, he’d have suspected Chloe to possess some connection with the immortal Clockwork Empress that ruled his homeland.

He had plenty of questions, but the Strigidae held them back this time around. Instead, with a gaze that possessed the same sort of youthful self-assuredness that Chloe had, Otis said perhaps the only thing that mattered to him in all this.

[b]“Six years is plenty. If no one else can, I’ll find a way.”[/b]

Wingram was undoubtedly a place brimming with idiots and incompetents, with stupid fools who sought only the aesthetics of heroism and military dominance. But amidst the boneheaded buffoonery that manifested when teenagers with too much power gathered, there looked to be plenty of projects for him to work upon. Enough so, even, that Otis suspected he’d need to start taking proper, physical notes soon enough.

But that, of course, will come later. For now, however, the Door opened up once more and he offered Chloe a shoulder to lean on. Banged up as she was, she’d probably leave too big a mess if he re-orientated gravity to simply [i]drop[/i] her out. And with that, Otis pulled her out to the clinic, waving at the first nurse to spy the strange pair.

[b]“She was attacked by our instructor during class, as can be seen from the burns. After that, during lunch, she was attacked by an Ethos-wielding monster in the form of a wolf, which caused the cuts. Could you help her out of her clothes and give them to me?”[/b]

The clinic and the secret was one thing; he wasn’t going to renege on his statement to fix up her dress because of this.