[He must admit... that he does not quite understand all that she is saying. That mention of voices should be a bit more concerning and warrant a far more serious conversation about the matter than the two of them chatting over opened gacha capsules. But Sholmes furrows his brow, fiddling with his own plastic little toy. He slips it idly in a pocket; he was not joking about taking them back to start a little collection.]

That does not sound like an easy task. [Not with a title like "Great Ones".] ...Tell me, do you truly believe our hosts have the power to keep the promises they've contracted to us?