"No." Hexuno shook her head slightly.
Wayne leaned over, finding no clues but catching hold of something incriminating.
Heya leaned over, reminding the unruly little nun: "Seraphs have no right to participate in conversations between Seraphims and Cherubims, and mortal nuns even less so. Hey, whoever you are—if no one talks to you, don't butt in. You'd better keep silent, just like me."
"And also, you should call him Lord Kiraal. That's the very least respect you could show!"
"..."
Kiraal's eyes twitched. Although he wasn't omniscient and omnipotent, he was quite certain—he could see Frey's future.
And Frey's future was a dead end!
Ever the kind-hearted Cherubim, he kindly offered: "Frey, Seraphs cannot join Seraphims and Cherubims in their discussions. Humans can, because the Saint Heir is human. Which means, on this vehicle, you're the only one who can't speak."
Heya: (￣～￣;)
