Yeah, we're not at the top yet. Mr. Maelia, you're starting to put all your weight on me. Instead of the library, the stairs will be the end of the day. Master Calcirasto is looking at this one Nico. But I don't want to put my hands on it. Are you being mean?

"Mr. Maricana, you're quite muscular. I thought you were smart, but you were surprisingly macho."

"Because I have a habit of exercising moderately"

"You are. I have to apprentice, too. I'm just bothering Mr. Maricana."

"Huh?"

I wonder if that means I feel like I'm being annoyed right now. Strength enters the feet stepping into the white stairs.

"It's only about this time that I, Marikana, have been instrumental."

Nooooooooooo!