"Let go of your brother Aiven, Elante. We have plenty of time to get to know each other!"
"Don't mind, Aiven. Your Uncle Gel mentioned a lot about you in previous letters, Elante is quite the admirer of yours!"
Seeing Elante was getting overly familiar with Aiven, Daphne laughed and stopped her overly enthusiastic son, explaining to Aiven.
"Nice to meet you, Elante. On the Silver Wings, Uncle Gel often talks about you and Aunt Daphne, he misses you all very much. By the way, Uncle Gel also entrusted me with bringing you gifts!"
As he spoke, Aiven took a wooden box, slightly longer than an adult's forearm, from the container at his feet and handed it to Elante.
"Is this a present from dad? Really?" Having rarely seen his father Gel, Elante couldn't remember how long it's been since he received a gift from him. Even without seeing what's inside, he was jumping with joy.
He eagerly grabbed the wooden box and hurriedly opened it.
