Chapter 27 Dio’s Journal - Entry 195
After the fucked up “conversation” I had with Lent and Reem where they warned me to “play nice” with the demon’s pet and told me again not to piss off Malam, I decided that some things had to change. I’ll repeat again, I’m not without reason.
I also have an excellent grasp on my self-control.
With the aforementioned “conversation” freshly in my mind, I offered my services for the errands that Lent was kind enough to allow Chaosta to tag along on.
She was, of course, still acting like a child and behaving rudely towards me, but I managed to retain some level of politeness and took the role of protector.
Not her protector, of course. My mind was on ensuring that Lent wasn’t hassled as he went about his errand, especially since the books he is after are imperative to our cause.
I also thought it might be helpful for me to go along to keep her in line since he’s clearly too blinded by her to take the risk of her thoughtless actions seriously enough.
If I hadn’t realized it before, it was clear on this trip that Lent is smitten with her. He follows her like a love-sick puppy and takes every opportunity to make her laugh, even at the expense of his fellows. Something I’ll need to keep an eye on.
I will admit my surprise at how she handled herself around those carriage horses.
They’re massive, aggressive, and have a history of being dangerous to humans.
When she approached them, I initially stepped forward to intervene, but wasn’t quick enough to stop her.
I was sure one of those massive hooves would crush her, and I’d have to drag a wailing Lent back home.
Instead, she managed famously, even feeding them something from her pocket.
Why she had food in her pocket, I didn’t ask, but that doesn’t really matter.
The rest of the trip went as smoothly as it could with Lent ignoring Chaosta’s immature behavior and allowing her to randomly pick books from each shop.
I have no idea what he was doing other than wasting money.
I was watching closely, and she didn’t even read the titles or look closely at the books. Neither did he.
I almost said something to him because now they’re going to waste a bunch of time reading through trash.
They’ll be spending time we don’t have reading random books instead of making progress on our understanding of weather magic.
In the end, though, I decided I needed to keep my mouth shut rather than risk further confrontations with the others.
There has already been enough strife with my bandmates, I want to mend the rift with the guys that’s been caused by the girl’s presence.