"Henry, here. Forgive me for my rudeness before." After Clement decided to be on Henry's good side, he lifted his cup of milk as a gesture of respect.
Henry stood up and clinked his glass of milk politely with him, turning his eyes away from Clement's obvious intentions.
"For Zoey."
Both Clement and Henry gulped their milk in one go.
"Henry, let me tell you more about Zoey. I'm her best friend. She was the last apprentice my grandfather ever mentored. She is gifted and even surpassed me in terms of medical skills. You should know I learned from my grandfather since I was a kid, but I've never met such a prodigy like her."
Clement continued his journey of praising Zoey, "Well, when my grandfather told me she was even more talented than I was, I was unconvinced at first. After a few rounds with her, I admitted to my shortcomings. As you know, I'm the best among my seniors. She is indeed a prodigy..."
