Chapter 4: The Library of Old
Light. Painful light. It made IF groan in a mixed tone of annoyance and sleepiness. Then there was something else as well, something unbearable: pain. Pain in the head. It ached badly around the forehead, in fact it felt as if it would explode at any moment. The Guild Agent of Planeptune grumbled in an unintelligent language as she began to flail around as slow as a snail in her bed, never getting anywhere despite a whole lot of bad effort to move her limbs around. "Ugh. Wha… What happened? Why is my head in so, so much pain?"
The long haired brunette groaned audibly in a way that sounded like an Ancient Dragon had drank alcohol for twenty days straight, bashed its head against a cave wall for over an hour before finally passing out for a week and waking up in the middle of a closed off area with boulders stacked on top. An interesting feeling indeed, and one that she did not want to experience again. The Guild Agent groaned, rubbed her head and began to regain her vision as she leaned upwards, the bed sheets falling down from her. With a loud and slothful grown, IF regained most of her vision before looking down to see that she was wearing the same clothes from last night, not to mention that she was having problems remembering what happened.
"Ugh. Wha… What happened? My head hurts, my vision is cloudy and I'm wearing the same clothes from last night, except for my coat," the Guild Agent muttered half-heartedly. "How did I get here? There better be a good reason for all this."
All of a sudden IF heard audible groans coming from outside her room, and they sounded familiar. A couple of seconds later the brunette watched as her bedroom door was opened and a very woozy Compa entered the room. The bright haired woman's eyes were droopy, her posture was slouchy and she constantly groaned every few seconds. Once Compa stood next to IF's bed, the nurse-in-training looked down at her friend and groaned once again before speaking in a slurred tone. "Hey there, Iffy, wha… uh, what happened last night? I… can't remember what happened."
"Neither can I, and I don't know if I want to," the Guild Agent replied, rubbing the back of her head before massaging her throat as a tinge of dryness appeared. After a couple of seconds of thinking over her words, IF then added another comment in response to Compa and herself."Actually, scratch that, I want to know what the hell happened last night. Did… we get drunk? I can smell alcohol in your breath, Compa."
"I can smell it in your breath too, Iffy. We must've had too much to drink with Falcom and Erynor," the nurse-in-training responded, rubbing her forehead in the process. "Maybe we really did get drunk and were taken home by Falcom and Ery."
"I guess you're right, hopefully. I hope nothing crazy happened back at the pub, or anything… lewd," the emerald eyed woman mumbled in a sluggish manner, yet she muttered the last part about possible 'lewdness' quietly and to herself. Yeah, I hope nothing like that actually happened, that would be pretty bad for me. H-Hold on, Erynor was there, and he did look kinda c-cute… Oh no. D-D-Did I do s-s-s-something with h-him?! No. No no no no no no no! Wh-Wh-What if we did th-that together? I heard that being drunk makes you do some pretty crazy stuff, and we both had a lot of ale, at least I think he did…
IF's thoughts were interrupted by a very concerned and woozy Compa, who staggered about for a few seconds while tapping her friend on the shoulder. "H-Hey, Iffy, you alright? You're cheeks are all red."
"Huh? Oh, I'm fine, just thinking about what to wear before I go and have a shower," IF lied, although now that she had said it her thoughts did indeed turn towards what to wear after a refreshing shower.
Compa nodded in agreement, thinking that having a shower once IF was finished using the bathroom was a good idea; she had to go to work and needed to be in top condition. IF too had work to do, Guild work to be exact. Even if there was not a whole lot of good quests to sign up for thanks to the elusive Rangers clearing it beforehand, the Wind Walker of Gamindustri was not going to be put off by it, unlike many of her colleagues who had already given up due to the lack of good quests that yield any reasonable profit. But first, she had to get a whole lot better and get over her painful headache.
The Guild Agent groaned as she got onto her feet, but she soon quickly realised that rushing onto her feet was not the best idea she had thought of. Within a matter of seconds IF quickly staggered around and collapsed back onto her bed on her back, groaning in an unintelligent tone. "Ugh. The room is spinning… I feel like I'm gonna vomit all over the place."
After a couple of more minutes of laying on her bed, IF finally managed to gain enough willpower and energy to get onto her feet and walk towards the drawer where some of her clothes were stored, mostly her tops, shorts, stockings, high socks and underwear; the cupboard next to the drawer was still filled with a few coats. What IF grabbed was a black shirt, a short pair of shorts, a grey and white belt wit ha large buckler, a pair of black stocking-like socks that reached up to her upper legs and her coat that had some extra enhancements to it. The black shirt had white lining around the edges and a silver zipper that ran down the middle of the shirt, the shirt would show some of the belly if it was worn, and it reached up to the neck. The shorts were rather short, shorter than what was usually worn, although IF did wear clothes like that nearly all of the time. The belt was unlike some belts worn in Gamindustri due to it being rather wide with a large buckle.
Once IF had picked these clothes out, along with some dark blue boots that reached up to the middle of her lower legs, the Guild Agent did her best to walk herself out of her room, through the corridor and straight towards the bathroom. The bathroom itself was not large, but it was also not small. The walls and floor were made of creamy white tiles with elaborate iliac and brown patterns, all of which were merely swirls of different sizes. The bathroom was occupied by a white sink with a mirror in the corner of the room, two towel racks, a cupboard with several drawers around the sink, a bath in another corner and finally a shower cubicle with glass panelling and a glass door. Everything looked absolutely spotless, not a single piece of dust could be spotted, and no clothes could be seen hanging around. Compa liked to keep the house clean, very clean. In fact, the last time there was any major mess was when IF was attempting to cook something in the kitchen, which did not end so well.
Once IF remembered the time she made a mess of the kitchen, she closed and locked the door before getting undressed and stepping onto the shower, after turning it on of course. It took the Wind Walker of Gamindustri a minute or two to get fully used to the temperature of the water, but once she had done it the Guild Agent fully immersed herself in cleaning her body thoroughly as best she could, afraid that she might have had picked something up from the pub. IF had a little bit of trouble standing up in the shower, but she soon got back control over her nerves and limbs. As the brown haired woman washed her long hair thoroughly with a hair cleansing agent, she began to think over what exactly happened the previous night. There were some things that she could guess, all of them either embarrassing or what she thought was lewd.
"So what did I actually do? I… I remember something about having a drinking contest with Compa, Falcom and Erynor. Then there was something about… dancing, dancing on a table after having too much to drink; wow, that's embarrassing to even remember," IF began to recount to herself as she then began to soap her arms up. "What else… what else…"
It was then that IF just remembered something, something that her subconscious had tried to hold back, but it was no use. The Guild Agent's face shone bright red with extreme embarrassment as she remembered something. It seemed that her initial guess that something lewd might have happened between her and Erynor was right. IF leaned up against the tiled wall of the shower and began to blurt out stammered words to herself, which usually happened whenever something completely and highly embarrassing was remembered. "No. No no no no no! Wh-Wh-Wy did I do to Erynor?! I-I-I didn't mean to tackle him like that! D-Did I do something to him afterwards? Maybe something like… N-N-N-NO!"
Suddenly IF heard Compa knocking on the bathroom door, then she spoke a few seconds later. "Hey, Iffy, are you all right? I heard you say something in a disrupted and worried tone. Ugh, my head…"
"Wh-Wha? Oh, I-I'm fine, Compa, really," IF replied back in a hurried tone, once she realised Compa was trying to speak to her from the other side of the bathroom door. However, the Guild Agent did not sound so convincing, but Compa as too busy dealing with her migraine.
"Well, if you insist, Iffy," the nurse-in-training replied as best she could. After what sounded like slurred mumbling, Compa spoke again. "I'm going to make some breakfast for us to eat, don't take too long. Remeber, Iffy, I need to use the shower, too. Would've been easier if we shared it together…"
That just merely made IF even more embarrassed. "N-N-No way, Compa! Th-That's just embarrassing to even think about!" She then sighed and shook her head, finding herself almost ready to leave the shower now that she was a lot cleaner and her headache was not as bad as before. "Just give me another minute or two, I'm almost finished in here."
After spending exactly two extra minutes in the shower, the Wind Walker finished off her time in the shower by turning the taps off and leaving the shower itself to get dried off before putting all her clothes on, which took a bit of time due to a loss of willpower thanks to all the alcohol she had consumed during the time at the Purple Progress Pub. It was when IF had gotten all her chosen clothes on and was in the middle of drying her long, brown hair when the doorbell rang loudly throughout the house, echoing through the corridors and rooms. IF grimaced at the sound, for her migraine had yet to fully go away.
"Ugh, who the hell is it at this time of the day? Actually, what time is it?" IF grumbled as she massages her forehead with her right hand while her left threw the towel away, her sense of care for it gone.
The Guild Agent opened the bathroom door, her old clothes wrapped around her left arm. Once she threw it all into her room, IF made her way down to the kitchen and the living room, when the doorbell rang again. The nurse was nowhere in sight, yet a light and cute snore from her room indicated that Compa had fallen asleep, again. With a disgruntled grumble due to Compa not around to open the door, the brown haired woman marched over to the front door and opened it. Much to her surprise, the person waiting on the other side of the front door was none other than Erynor, who looked at IF with a stoic expression. It was more than what IF did. Instead of greeting the young man, or even simply wave at him, instead she swiftly remembered what she thought happened last night and began to blush brightly. "E-E-Erynor?! Wh-What are you doing here?"
"Well hello to you, too," Erynor grumbled in response to IF's outburst, clearly taking it as something offensive. He was holding a small piece of paper in his left hand while his right was beginning to grip onto a satchel that was hanging down the right hand side of his belt; there seemed to be something in there, and it sounded like liquid from what the Guild Agent could hear.
However, IF was more concerned with why the bow wielding young man was here, and how he managed to find his way to the house, plus Falcom was not around. After taking a quick look at the piece of paper in Erynor's hands, the brown haired woman deduced that it was a map with instructions that led him to her and Compa's residence. "So, what are you doing here exactly?" IF asked before suddenly groaning in pain.
"That's what I'm here for, at least for the moment anyway," the young man responded, pointing a finger at the Guild Agent's forehead. "I cooked up an elixir for you and Compa this morning before I decided to come here and visit you. You two can thank me later for helping you get rid of that migraine. Remember to lay off the drinks next time."
"Um… yeah, about what happened back there, I'm, um… I-I-I' ms-sorry for what happened," IF apologised, even going so far as to bow as well. "I-I didn't mean to do anything lewd to y-you! D-D-Did we… you know… um, d-do 'it' together? Th-There's a large gap in my memory after I t-t-tackled you. P-People say that drinking makes people do c-crazy things…"
It took Erynor a short moment to fully understand what IF was saying, but when the young man finally processed what she was saying he quickly started to blush brightly with pure embarrassment; apparently the thought of them 'doing it' together made him more than simply embarrassed. "Wh-Wh-What the h-hell are you suggesting?! W-We never did anything l-l-lewd like that! All you did was tackle me to the ground, get affectionate and then I had to carry you here while Falcom carried Compa here. Nothing lewd, well, too lewd, happened."
This conformation deeply satisfied the Guild Agent, she was happy with the news. The thought of doing anything lewd with a guy she had only met that night was frightening. She sighed with relief and wiped her forehead from all the sweat that had been building up there, only for her migraine to return with extra force. The Wind Walker of Gamindustri staggered over to the wall and massaged her forehead, grumbling away with annoyance while she did that. "Ugh, bloody headache. Remind me never to drink alcohol ever again," she grumbled to no one in particular.
"Noted and remembered," the young man said as he closed the front door and walked to the living room. "Anyway, I'm here to get rid of that migraine that you and Compa undoubtedly have. As I already stated, I've made an elixir for you both to drink, hopefully it'll work. Been a long time since I made something like this, so I'm not too sure what the result will be, but hopefully it will work – no, I know it will work, I did make it after all."
"Well that reassuring to know," IF said in a very sarcastic tone, which was not lost on Erynor at all. "So then, can you tell me where the hell Falcom is? Since you're here, I thought she would come along as well."
As the dark blue eyed man placed his satchel on the kitchen counter and began to rummage through it, he looked back at IF and responded to what she had said, and also explained the other reason why he was in their house. "Huh, Falcom? Oh, the redhead adventuress, right. Well, she's off again, apparently she had business to the north around Lowee, apparently something about having unfinished business with a bandit who tried to ambush her a while back. Anyway, Falcom gave me directions here. Also, last night you said you wanted to 'play' with me, that adventuress translated it to something about Guild work. Guess it wouldn't hurt to give it a try, but you should be even lucky that I decided to play along."
Jeez, where does this guy come from? Lastation? He's got the arrogant pride for it. Bloody tsundere. IF thought to herself as she stared at Erynor with narrowed eyes, watching him with a stern look as the young man scavenged through his satchel. After a couple of seconds of waiting around, the Guild Agent watched as the silver haired man pulled out two leather flasks filled with some sort of liquid, which was undoubtedly the 'elixirs' that Erynor had spoken about. IF gazed at the flask that the dark blue eyed man held after he flipped his dark green hood back, her interest in had only grown, but her concern had doubled. "So, that's supposed to help me with this headache? Doesn't sound possible to me."
"It only sounds impossible because you've never seen or felt it work before. Trust me on this, IF. It'll work, not only because I created it with my superior alchemical skills but also because I know it will. Trust me," Erynor responded as he shook the flask around ever so slightly. He then opened the top and gave the brown, leather flask to the Guild Agent, who took it warily. She looked back at the silver haired man as a questioning stare was thrown in his direction, which only seemed to make him rather grumpy. "Look, do you want to get better nor not? I didn't have to waste my time creating two elixirs for you and Compa so you two could get over your hangovers, I could have just left Planeptune and wandered off into the wilderness on my own. Even I have important things to do."
"Ugh. Fine then, I'll drink the damn thing already." IF grumbled back in response, not liking Erynor's tone of voice at all. The Guild Agent leaned her head back and emptied the entire content of the flask into her mouth and down her throat. The liquid tasted sour, but it had a punch to it, as if it had been spiced by some of the healing regenerative abilities of Healing Grass. Once IF had set the flask down on the kitchen counter she felt a bit more renewed, but her hangover was not completely gone. "Hey, I thought you said that it would work. It isn't working, Erynor."
The bow wielding young man seemed offended, and was quick to correct the Guild Agent. "I didn't say it would work instantly, did I? It isn't like a Healing Bottle, or a Healing Pod, it just takes a little bit of time for the effects to fully kick in. you'll be your old self in about… oh, say twenty minutes, maybe fifteen or ten if I got the formula right."
IF would have disagreed and argued with the young man, but she was feeling a little more lightened up and more upbeat than before, plus her headache was slowly starting to disappear, so the Guild Agent found no reason to argue with Erynor. At least on the point regarding the elixirs anyway, there was still a lot that IF could argue about, mainly the silver haired man's personality, but also his choice of weapons. For the moment, however, the blue coated woman decided to question what Erynor's business in Planetpune was, it sounded suspicious. "Well, um, thanks for that, wasn't expecting you to be the generous type. Anyway, what's all this about having some business down here?"
"Huh? Oh, that? It's nothing much. Some woman in Lastation wants me to find her a couple of old books from an ancient library, apparently she heard a rumour about it from some adventures in the Planeptune and Lastation Guilds," the young man responded as he took back IF's flask and placed it in his satchel. "Unfortunately, for this woman at least, no one knows where it is located, until now, so I guess she is fortunate. Found the location of the old library in an ancient ruin that had been turned into a dungeon, cleared that out yesterday, many hours before that party in fact. When I told Falcom and Izumi about it they insisted that I had to take you and Compa along, or at least you if that ditzy nurse was too busy. Interested?"
The Guild Agent rubbed the back of her for a moment before scratching her chin thoughtfully; she had mixed feelings about it, something about the whole job just did not sound like proper Guild work. With that in mind, IF decided to ask about it. "So is this a quest from the Lastation Guild or the Planeptune Guild? Or is this not official work?"
"How can anything be truly official? That is a subjective term, and one that I do not like to use. It is work, simple as that," Erynor responded with a deeply serious tone, one that the Guild Agent was surprised to hear. It sounded as if he had been asked this question many times before. "We will be paid, once I get the books to this Lastation woman. Of course, it is highly possible that this ancient library is a dungeon, and the thing about ancient dungeons is how well stocked in old goods they are."
The Guild Agent rubbed her forehead, silently amazed with how well the hangover remover elixir was working, then she realised what the young man was doing: enticing her with vague promises of possible wealth. "You're just trying to bribe me into coming along, aren't you?"
Erynor chuckled slightly and rubbed the back of his neck nervously, as if he remembered something that he did not want to. "Ugh. Listen, if I don't do this and take you with me then Izumi will give me a head noggin, and I really don't want another one." The silver haired man then shivered on the spot, his apparent fear of women teasing and harassing him was showing itself once more. "Just come along, okay? I don't want to get bullied by Izumi again."
The Wind Walker of Gamindustri sighed, shook her head and finally gave in to the request. "All right then, Erynor, you win. I'll accompany you to wherever this ancient library is, I have to repay you for the elixir anyway. I doubt Compa will be coming along, last I heard of her she was sleeping in her room. Once I have some breakfast I'll write a note to Compa, explaining what's going on, then we can get going."
"H-H-Hey! Slow down already!" Erynor shouted at the top of his lungs, his grip on the motorbike seat tightened, yet the young man felt as if he would fly off at any moment, and he made his thoughts very clear. "If you keep at this speed then I'm going to fall off! Just slow down!"
"Oh quit being a whiny baby and shut up already," IF grumbled back in harsh tone, her eyesight remaining directly ahead of her to avoid any accidents on the road. "Look, wouldn't it be more simpler for you to have your arms around my waist? That way you wouldn't be able to fall off."
"Th-That would be just too e-embarrassing!" the silver haired man responded with a loud and frightened voice. "D-Do we really need to ride your damn motorbike out here in the wilderness? It isn't worth while!"
"Because it's simply much more quicker than your proposal of walking to the location, that would have taken a while you know," the Wind Walker merely said in response, making it obvious that she did not care about the bow wielding man's concerns at all.
The two were heading towards the supposed location of the ancient library that Erynor had located the other day, and IF declared that it was more efficient for them to drive her motorbike to wherever the library of old was situated at. This, of course, meant that they would have to drive through the wild to get to the hidden library, but once the location of the library was spilled the Guild Agent knew where to head towards and what paths to take, hence the vehicle of choice. The ancient library was located south-east of Planeptune City in a place covered by a forest. Most of Planeptune south of the capital was essentially forests and mountain ranges that dotted the landscape from the southern coast to the south-west coast; the western coast was made up of various mountains, small forest patches and a large patch of land in the centre that separated the west coast and Planeptune City, the northern most part of Planeptune had snowy field and trees thanks to its border with Lowee.
But the landscape and everything that was attached to it mattered little to IF at that point in time, although her silver haired tsundere companion would have had something to say about that, if he had known that and was able to even speak without yelling for the Guild Agent to stop the motorbike. At least they were driving down a dirt path and not in the forest and mountain paths, if they had been doing that then Erynor would had simply leapt off the motorbike and make a run for it to the location of the library on foot. At any rate, the silver haired man decided to put up with the ride, apparently the ancient library was nearby, just to the south through what was left of the dirt path and a lightly filled forest. Soon enough the two of them finally arrived at the south-eastern most edge of Virtua Forest. There they found what looked like some crumbled, old, weather-worn stones that dotted the landscape in all directions, including broken down pillars and what could have been once a marble door frame; none of the ruins were exactly high and all were covered in vines.
IF stopped the motorbike near what had once been a gate to the settlement – all that was left of it was two broken pillars – and entered through the smashed cobblestone path alongside Erynor, who looked around him with saddened eyes, much to the Guild Agent's surprise. "Is something up with you, Erynor?" she asked him with a small hint of concern.
"Huh? Oh, I'm fine," the bow wielding man responded while keeping his distance from IF, which mattered little to her. "I think the library must be up ahead, probably around the small wall there and just in the most intact building of them all."
IF looked at Erynor as if he was crazy. "Intact? That building? It's just as worn down as the others."
"Yeah, I know that already, but it looks more refined and in better shape than the others, considering its age and all that," the silver haired man replied back, his tone far from being friendly, not even his gaze was far from friendly, neither was IF's for that matter.
Despite what had happened the previous night in the Purple Progress Pub and during the late morning, the two of them were not on the best of terms, which was an odd thing for the Guild Agent, considering she was friendly with mostly everyone she met. A few people said that was the case because IF just wanted to act friendly, but deep down it was said that the Wind Walker of Gamindustri was rather cold, calculating, harsh and someone who would rather be alone. Of course, it was all rumours and IF cared not about it all, but there seemed to be some truth to it, as Erynor had found it on the way to the ancient library, both on vehicle and on foot. The two of them just seemed incompatible with one another, in fact, if IF and Erynor were a married couple they would have already moved houses after a fight, get custody over a kid or two, file a divorce and never think about each other ever again for as long as they lived. It would have been like that, at least according to whoever could have seen them at that point of time, to which nobody else was around.
Erynor approached the remains of what he believed to the library, which only consisted of some ruined walls that barely reached up to nine metres tall with what looked like some rooms inside. The young man peered his head in, gave the area a quick look before entering. IF quickly followed Erynor and entered the supposed library. Once the Guild Agent stepped foot inside the large, ruined building she was met by what she described as an amazing sight; sun rays glaring through broken windows and walls, centuries of year old dust floated around the area, the mere sight of broken walls, pillars, shelves, doorways and even the floor just seemed amazing to behold. IF really did have a deep interest in the ancient past, at least to some extent, mostly with just the ruins themselves, the rest of the ancient past was not as interesting due to a lack of knowledge of what happened back then.
The library of old appeared to be devoid of life, and objects that resembled books for that matter, so whatever they were looking for did not seem to be there, not that IF had any clue as to what she and Erynor were looking for, all she knew was that they were looking for the ancient library that the woman in Lastation – who was apparently an archaeologist who loved ancient ruins – had heard about from some Guild Members from the Lastation Guild, who also happened to have been killed while searching for it. As Erynor looked around the different aisles, searching high and low for something, or anything really, the Guild Agent came across something that interested her. It was a room with a collapsed doorway, yet the walls were still up with only minor cracks in it, not to mention that there was something inside the room itself, she could tell thanks to the sunlight.
"Hey, Erynor, I think I found something here," IF said to the silver haired man with a raised voice. Soon enough Erynor had returned and looked at where the Wind Walker was pointing towards. "There's something behind here, I can tell by the way the sunlight shines over it. Got a way of smashing through it?"
The young man shook his head. "No, I haven't got anything that can do that. We could simply try moving the rubble away to get through, but that would take ages. Maybe you could use a special attack? An EXE drive or attack or whatever the hell you Guild people call it? That might work, depending on the force of the attack."
"I don't think I have any kind of attack that can deal with this problem," IF mumbled back as she began to move rubble away from the collapsing doorway, one piece at a time. She looked back at Erynor after a minute and stared sternly at him. "Well? You going to help out here?"
"Do I even have a choice with you around?" Erynor grumbled back in response before starting to help with the moving rubble project.
After what felt like hours of moving rubble about, the two of them finally managed to move their way through to the other side by dislodging all the rubble in their path, then they stared at what was waiting for them on the other side. It was a safe, a very large safe covered in rust. But it was not just any normal safe, for this one had strange symbols carved into it, no buttons or numbers could be seen, and it was built into the wall directly behind it. Surrounding it was a large number of marble shelves packed with books, but just about all of them had been worn down completely.
"Extraordinary," was all Erynor could say about it.
However, for some reason or another, IF felt drawn to the safe. As the dark blue eyed man began to search through the shelves and take occasional glances at the safe, wondering if any of the books had information about it, the Guild Agent approached the ancient object and felt something stir within her, something that reminded the brown haired woman of her dreams. Just as the Wind Walker of Gamindustri was about to touch the safe, the ground below their feet grumbled and began to crumble, causing both Erynor and IF to through accusing gazes at each other, as if one of them had caused the quake to begin with. Then suddenly the floor collapsed and caved in, sending IF, Erynor, the safe, old books and tones of stone, marble and old rubble down into the darkness bellow. What awaited down below no one knew, nor did they want to guess.
A/N: Heh. Wished I had included some lewdish fan service? Yeah, was thinking about that, but ultimately decided to keep it family friendly; just use your imagination, that'll fix everything. Been a while since I uploaded a chapter of Flame Awakening Advent, and I'm damn glad I managed to get through it at last. Things have been mixed with me. Writer's Block, modding games, fatigue from a lack of sleep and even a deficiency in my motivation for writing. I've been thinking of taking a break every now and then, and I probably will need to take one before I get back to university. Anyway, sorry to leave it off with a cliffhanger, wasn't originally going to do it, but I thought it would've been a nice addition to the chapter. I'm not too sure when the next chapter will come out, since I have some other stories to attend to first, but I am planning on a new chapter, plus I personally want to see more IF action in the archives, hence this fanfic. Regardless, thank you all being patient, I hope you enjoyed it so far and have a good day if possible.