"He... wait... he isn't a man?" Bohemia glanced at the instance master again and again. "So he has *that* kind of problem..."
"No!"
The word burst from both Lin Sanjiu and the instance master at the same time.
"It's not what you think."
She rubbed her brow. When she lowered her hand again, the gentle, breeze-like aura from before suddenly dissipated. She was once again the Lin Sanjiu that Bohemia knew: always as firm as a rock, her will seemingly never swayed by any external force. Though she had her moments of tension and panic, her gaze always remained fearless.
Lin Sanjiu stuck one hand in her pocket and strode toward the instance master. She no longer seemed to have any reservations about him. She stopped in front of him, squinted, and studied him for a moment before turning to Bohemia with a smile. "I'd say this guy's trying a bit too hard, don't you think?"
"What?" Bohemia was a little confused.
