Kir waits patiently for me to calm down, even if I feel like it takes forever. I almost feel embarrassed, crying in front of my mentor. But he makes it seem like a completely normal thing. Just like he told me, he’s no teacher. He’s my mentor and colleague, but he also became something much more important. My friend.
I don’t tell him that out loud, because I feel like he would laugh at me. Actually, no, scratch that. He would probably take me very seriously and tell me he’s honored to hear me say that. And I don’t know which scenario would be worse. I’m really uncomfortable with showing feelings.
Once I finally manage to stop sobbing and my breathing goes back to normal, I decide to tell Kir a little detail. “Do you know what spell I used to stop that traitor?” I ask, feeling anger waver
