"Oh well. I've got training to do in the meantime. How was your day?"

"Good, good. Anna got me to do more shopping for her, she wanted a measuring tape, more food and some money for online purchases. I gave her one of the white credit cards - they have a 1k limit - and let her go to."

"Huh, is she into crafts or something then?" Shrug. "I don't especially want anything to do with her, but I'm not opposed either."

"Want to come along when I bring Senior Starlight over? I bet she'll have a great look on her face."

"...You know what yes. Yes I do. Not that I actually want her to be uncomfortable- Well, I do, but only for a little bit, you know?"

Cocoa laughs. "Yeah, I get it. I'll ask Senior Starlight about it tomorrow."

"Cool... Wanna smash?"

...She blinks and blushes.

"-I mean, want to play another round of Super Smash Brothers? I bet I can do a bit better this time."

Cocoa startles, blushes, and bursts into laughter. "Phrasing! But yes, let's."

"Sorry, sorry."

They can go play video games. She makes a better showing this time, playing as Mario and Falco, for that close fighter goodness.

Cocoa still wins, but she takes stocks this time around. 

"Nice. You're definitely doing better. We could spar tomorrow if you have time? Starlight is probably going to tire you out again, but maybe we could incorporate it?"

"I think a lot of it is just - practice reading intent? Not so much faster reflexes. That does sound fun, maybe."

"I need to check in on my minions now before bed, if you don't mind."

"...Minions? Is this another game?"

"No, I mean -" 

He sighs. "I have a small organization of my own in the mundane world, built of people I trust and supported by Silver Starlight's much larger organization. Like, I have a lawyer, some maids and security guards that look after buildings I own, some people who scan the mortal world for cultivation materials and act as a threat detection network, this sort of thing. There's like three dozen people in various roles? And that means I need to actually manage them, which I'm still doing personally because I don't have anyone else I trust to stay on top of that much sensitive information yet. Hence, checking on my minions."

"Huh. Okay, I'll get out of your hair." 

...It's really really weird to think of him as having minions. Well, employees, and probably well paid ones at that. The super casual but reliable-seeming guy she's been vaguely starting to get to know, the big boss of a small company, effectively. Is she going to need minions employees in a year or two? She feels like she'd make a terrible boss. How would she even find them?

Eh. She shouldn't dwell on this. She has breathing exercises to do, anyway. And then, perhaps an evening walk by the shore just to relax, and then bed.

Silver Starlight comes out to the shore with her, not saying anything, just walking and looking out at the sunset. She meditates a little with her feet up on her thighs. She has an air of calm focus about her that very clearly communicates "I am busy."

She stays behind when Trys returns to the house, still meditating.

Cocoa makes breakfast in the morning again.

Silver Starlight, of course, has been chilling in the kitchen for at least an hour before Cocoa even showed up. She waves when Abyssal Bride finally comes down.

"Good morning. I assume I have another day of hard work and good progress ahead of me?"

"That's the plan! Cocoa mentioned he wanted to spar with you, are you interested?"

"I think it'd be interesting. More variety for me to try and acclimate to as well. Maybe near the beginning of training. Sparring is only really fun for the first, like, hour? Though, fun isn't really the goal here, just a bonus."

Fridgeward she goes. Big cup of milk, mandarin oranges, whatever else is hot and ready.

Cocoa has a bagel for her ready to go.

"Alright, let's try it. After breakfast of course. So Trys, where do you come from again?"

"It's a village called Inningsthop along the west coast of Wales, maybe thirty, forty miles from here. Less than five hundred folks, the only real industry is some fishing boats. I've only ever heard of Fischers living in Inningsthop and Draesmere, a bit further north, and in another nowhere village on the coast of Germany. I'm not German at all though, and I'm also pretty far on the Fishcer-y end of Fischerness."

Silver Starlight nods. "Did you like it there?"