"Hey, Cyrus. Hey, Ezra."
Veda greeted the two boys as he approached their seats.
He sat down calmly, placing his space bag beside the table.
Nickolas Balor also took his seat at Veda's right.
"It's been a long time, Ezra and Sir Cyrus."
He greeted them as well, his tone carrying a hint of familiarity.
Ezra and Cyrus both returned his greetings.
Nate Ashenlocke arrived a moment later, walking over to take the seat beside Ezra.
He settled down and began preparing for the lesson, taking out his notes for the course that was about to start.
"I would say it has been a while since we all sat down together."
He spoke calmly as he arranged his notes on the table.
"Yeah, I didn't really get any chance to speak to you, Nate, or even Ezra after our First Semester Ending Party."
Veda leaned forward, resting his right arm on the table.
His gaze moved between Cyrus, Ezra, and Nate as he spoke.
"How was your training?"
"It was fine."
Nate replied calmly.
