"It wasn't." Darrel replied.

"Seriously." he muttered.

"It was hell. Like... I would imagine... literal hell. If I were to go to hell, that agony would be awaiting me... for all eternity." he continued.

"But I managed it." he sighed.

"Guess my two halves are at... well... an uneasy truce." he guessed.

"You're lucky in that regard. You didn't have to go through that."

"......" Darrel was silent as he heard that.

"...I... am not sure how to feel about that." he admitted.

"Not all hunters are bad. You and Mom are proof of that." he said.

"So if they're in trouble... that's bad for the nice ones." he reasoned.

"...or are you referring more to the hunters that actually DO hunt mages and non-humans like prey?" he then asked.

"Because I'm okay with THEIR days being numbered."

"....hm. That... is true." Darrel responded.

"I hadn't considered that." he admitted.

"That... yeah, that's a very good point." he repeated, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I suppose, to that end, I have a bit of a responsibility." he continued.

"I cannot let this go to waste."

Darrel nodded again.

"All right, I get ya." he said.

"I don't really have much interest in becoming a hunter, really." he then admitted.

"I want to go into website designing." he told her.

"You know, I get hired by a company or individual to make a website that represents their brand." he clarified.

"That's a good question." Darrel replied.

"I suppose, firstly, I don't want to go into the 'family business'..." he said. "You know, Mom and Dad are both performers, but I don't want that kinda stage fame or whatever." he went on.

"Not sure I can handle it..." he muttered. "It's bad enough being the kid of a pair of celebrity entertainers." he admitted to her.

"But, I AM going out with Samantha Fyrane, and I do end up hanging around her and her mother a lot." he then said. "So the artistic part of that must come from exposure to her and her own art." he reasoned.

"And Vito's Dad, Mister Fenretti, designs and maintains Mom's hearing aid headphones. As such, he tends to come around some, and I overhear him talk about his own tech stuff... it's kinda fascinating, really." he then went on.

"So I guess the two of those things just... merged together into website design."

"I'm looking into various places." he told her.

"It's getting to be that time where I head off to them, after all." he reasoned.

"But I think I might be able to get into a place in Japan, or somewhere in Europe." he went on.

"I'm looking deeper into the programs, though." he continued.

"For all I know, I could get a good education somewhere here in Canada." he shrugged.

"Scholarships are a factor, too." he went on.

"I know my parents have a... sizeable... nest egg, but I don't want to rely solely on them." he reasoned.

"......." Darrel was silent, and sighed.

"Ah... yes." he said.

"You're straight up human." he remembered.

"Sometimes I forget that." he admitted.

"But you have a good life, too... had one... will have... I don't know." he then said, getting flustered, before snapping his fingers suddenly.

"Ah! Yes!" he exclaimed.

"The reason I'm here!" he remembered.

"Do you have plans for tomorrow?" he asked her.

"Well, that last statement is now a lie." Darrel proclaimed.

"You DO have something going on." he told her.

"The connections I have managed to get you an interview with a guild." he said further.

"Granted... it's in Ireland, so I'll need to use my portals to get you there, but I have a time for you to get to the guild, as well as a special codename to get in, and a unique password for you." he continued.

"I'll give you the info if you're interested."

Darrel just nodded.

"Right, you're supposed to be there for 3:30 pm their time." he told her. "So... 10:30 am THIS time." he went on. "I THINK I got that right..." he muttered.

"Anyway, when you're ready to head there, give me a call and I'll use my portals to get you there." he told her.

"The name you're supposed to give is 'Probie'..." he then informed her. "With the password being 'Measure twice, cut once'." he finished.

"Beyond that... that's all." he said.

"I'm not allowed to say WHAT the guild is, due to rules and regulations and such, but you'll know what it is when you get there." he finished.

Darrel chuckled in response.

"I'm just glad I could help." he said.

"Seriously. I'm glad that this opportunity has come your way." he continued.

"And you stand a good chance to get in, in my personal opinion." he then told her.

"Regardless, yeah, I'll portal you there when you need to be there." he reiterated.

"I've been wanting to tell you this for a while, but... well... I couldn't." he said.

"Not when things weren't solidified."