Seeing as he couldn't hide the truth from Yvonne any longer, Curtis finally answered her question after a moment's hesitation. "They were the squad members who I used to lead in the past."

This piqued her interest. "Oh? Can't I take a look at their faces?"

He frowned in response. "I don't like sharing my past with others."

Thankfully, Yvonne could relate to Curtis' woes, so she didn't ask more about it. She moved the mug to her lips and started sipping on the black tea after nodding in response.

Two sips later, she suddenly remembered that the tea contained caffeine.

A slight frown appeared on her face as the woman put down the mug and looked at Curtis. "Tell me about Conan's latest recovery process."

"Alright." Curtis pulled out a notebook before handing it to Yvonne. After that, he briefed her on the data that was scribbled on the notebook.

Conan's drowsiness was under control. He hadn't shown any signs of becoming rampant for no reason during the past week or so. Everything s