Zelia and the other had just finished their breakfast.
Zelia then stood up eagerly, turning to Savra.
"So what should I pack?"
Savra leaned back in her chair, stretching with a yawn.
"You don't need to pack anything."
Zelia blinked.
"Huh? But… Aren't we going on a holiday?"
Savra smirked.
"We are—but not the poor-people kind."
She stood and gave Zelia a playful flick on the forehead.
"BB-1 has everything we need. Clothes, beauty products, toiletries—you name it."
"Better versions. Cleaner. More modern."
Zelia rubbed her forehead. "Seriously?"
"Seriously," Savra said with a grin.
"Just bring your phone and whatever you have for identification. That's all."
Zelia nodded slowly.
"I see... that's kind of cool."
Zain finished his last bite of toast, not even looking up.
"Yeah, welcome to luxury."
Zelia turned to him. "Aren't you excited?"
Zain shrugged.
"I'm excited for the part where I get stronger. Not for overpriced soap and makeup."
Savra snorted.
