Oh, good. The spear was giving off so much energy that it was tricky to control with my levitation magic... But it's much easier now in energy-saving mode. There we go!
Ah, that's not what I meant... I just think you should conserve your magic as much as you can, for when we really need it! [MC] and I aren't as useful in battle as you and Rook. So, y'know...I just wanted to help out in other ways.
You can count on us to do the grunt work.
Cheering and moral support are about the best I can offer, myself...
Heh... He's recognizing his weaknesses. That's proof he's growing stronger. But Monsieur Pommette, [MC], you need not fret so. You're already doing your part perfectly well.
Nonetheless, whenever I see Vil schlepping around heavy luggage... I, too, get the urge to carry it for him! When we first enrolled, people would volunteer in droves to carry his bags when they heard he was going shopping at the school store or in town. And it wasn't just Pomefiore students. Sometimes people from other dorms would join them! Wherever Vil goes, a crowd follows, I suppose.
Hardly! Rook first approached me well after the starstruck spuds had gone their merry way. Nowadays I turn down most plays and film gigs with long commitments so I can focus on school... But in my freshman year, I kept up several jobs that I'd committed to prior to enrolling. One day, I was sitting on a bench in the courtyard, reading a script for my next play, when out of nowhere—