The girls seemed a bit surprised by the revelation of Zenon’s computer mask, but not too much. It was, essentially, a big iPhone or some other handheld device, made into a steel mask. It was twenty gauge, so it wasn’t that heavy, just a few pounds. Although he would never admit it, the excess weight did hurt and strain Zenon’s neck at times. But yes, a mask was not armour, so it would be damaged from sword blows.
Zenon seemed rather oblivious to who ‘crazy people’ could be, but Taylor was nice enough to look forward to their next meeting, in class or not, if it ever happened. He nodded to that and Amber’s conclusion regarding where to bring her sword. Indeed, bringing a sword to class might not be a good idea. A big dog would be a much better thing to bring.
As for directions, well, Zenon indeed had taken quite a few wrong turns! He’d have to go to the other side of town, as Amber instructed. He nodded.
“Yes, yes, I go. Maybe we see again sometime,” Zenon remarked, and he took his leave. As he went, he almost tripped from a slight depression in the ground, “O, kurwa...” he mumbled as he regained himself. Off he went, probably in the wrong direction again.
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