Ma-lobes. Yes, I will soon become a psycho in such conditions.

"Boss," I said firmly. – Nu them, these skills. I can do without them.

- No, copper, - the half-faerie refused me with pleasure and, by a terrible coincidence, my boss. - You won't get around. I can't operate properly when I'm constantly thinking about what's going on with you. And if you have become even a little stronger, we need to understand what exactly and coordinate the work to protect you. And as soon as the practice is over, I will fire you immediately.

What are you going to fire her for? The door opened and a quaestor...