"You're not tired of being served tea you prescribed yourself, are you?" Langga greeted, already aware of Gara's identity as the Alchemy Genius and the mastermind behind Alrova's herbal products.
"Not at all. I made it because I like it," Gara replied, sitting down on the sofa-like settee without waiting for permission.
Langga rose from his chair and took a seat across from him. The steaming cup of tea floated through the air and settled gently on the table between them.
"Congratulations, Gara," Langga said with genuine warmth. "Your water has great potential, and you're also an alchemist and herbalist recognized by the professional of that field. After graduating from the academy, I'm sure you could go anywhere you wish."
Gara only glanced at him briefly, unimpressed by the kind expression that could easily be nothing more than a mask.