Xavier's question took a while to be asked. "What do you plan to do about the drunk at the abandoned shop?"
Dasha had his eyes closed. It was time to rest. He lay on the bed, ankles crossed. "Bennet? What of him?"
"As you ordered, we have a Whisper coming in every other night to give drinks. However, he no longer seems to have any information of value to give. He does not write anymore, he only drinks. Unless you speak to him—"
Dasha replied swiftly, "Continue to give him drinks. He won't drop out of the Numbered yet."
Bennet, former Number 4 under Spectre 4 of the Sapphire Order.
"He is Number 44 now," Xavier said cautiously. "You gifted him an item but without the System, Dasha Pang, it is often not physical ability but the mental state of a warrior that can push them toward greatness or failure."
"There is a certain someone I will have to kill someday," Dasha said. "It will be best if Bennet is around for that."
