Just then, Martin's words resounded in her mind.
[The Cascade Valley is such a great place for Angel. Look how big she is! I can freely let her swim here, and she can even build her own nest somewhere! I'm so happy we took it!]
He had been so happy, so excited, so eager to see what more could come from the Cascade Valley.
Martin's excitement carried no calculations. He saw the valley as a home for Night Espresso, a place where Angel could swim freely and their guild could gather without worrying about anyone else.
For Cassandra, the valley had immediately become pressure points, supply routes, monster floods, and political leverage. In Martin's voice, it became Angel's new home, everyone laughing together, and the simple pride of saying they had taken that place as a guild.
He wanted to build a guild house and more, perhaps even a beach or some sort of island for a beach episode, as NukEncore had said.
When was the last time I was in a swimsuit?
