"Dear Calcirust, have you played sports recently?

"Yeah, with the kids earlier, right, Maricana?

"Mr. Maricana is relaxed."

So you don't even tolerate statements? I don't have any resentment for cobblestones, but I get stuck in my shoes.

"I knew sports were good for you, and fun and great,"

"Yeah, exactly, that's right"

Mayria should eat grass. I'm tired, I'm tired, and I'm not motivated.

The bickering between Master Calcirast and Mr. Maelia continues. Nanicole, is this a punishment game?