Lanice invited all the apprentices she was familiar with—Subaru, Carl—they were certainly among them.
On the way to the Fairy Tavern.
Subaru teased Lynch, "Feeling a little regretful? The fruit of love withered before it ever ripened."
Lanice's feelings for Lynch were public knowledge within their little circle. Everyone knew she had a crush on him and would tease him about it from time to time.
Lynch shrugged, "Not really."
Carl asked, "Speaking of which, what's your take on Lanice? You've never really said anything definitive."
What's his take?
Lynch thought for a moment and explained, "I guess you could say I don't dislike her."
Subaru rolled his eyes. "That's as good as saying nothing."
What else was he supposed to say…
Most men are influenced by appearances, and Lynch was no exception. While Lanice wasn't breathtakingly stunning, she had a certain charm—especially those dimples on her cheeks that gave her a small-town elegance when she smiled.
