"Good answer."
Letting out a peal of laughter in response to Ataraxia's words, Marcus went ahead and extended his hand out for a handshake. "Since we're going to be working together from now on, the name's Marcus."
"Ataraxia," replied the young man, reciprocating the action with a smile. "Glad to be a part of the Mystic Plane."
"Congrats," said Valyr as he watched the two cozy up to one another. "You've just gotten a position that has far less responsibilities than the position I have."
"You could say that again," replied Mystia, clearing her throat in order to attract everyone else's attention. "Excluding Marcus, I have the most tasks that have something to do with this plane."
"You could say that again." Valyr nodded, not surprised that it was the case since she was the Saintess.
As for Ataraxia and Marcus, the two of them also nodded in agreement, their expressions silently thanking her for the sacrifices she had made for the Mystic Plane thus far.
