As Angel left Cicia's Box and appeared in front of everyone, he wore an apologetic smile, "Sorry for keeping you waiting."
As soon as he spoke, Vay leaned forward, "It's alright, we haven't been waiting long."
"It's been about half an hour; outside that's not long, but inside Cicia's Box, it's probably been more than half a day," came the lazy voice of Dox.
Dox, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, stood up leisurely when he saw Angel appear, "Does your negotiation really take this long?"
Angel replied, "Actually, I didn't stay in the Box that long. Cicia had suspended the time perception difference for quite a while."
Angel spoke frankly, and at least in Dox's feeling, there was no deception in Angel's words.
"Did she suspend the time perception difference because of your negotiation?" Dox asked curiously.
Angel did not hide it, "Sort of."
Dox squinted, speculating, "Could it be that you refined something unspeakable in Cicia's Box?"
Angel: "???"
