At the moment, you were literally torn between two sides, or rather between two men, not that you really wanted to study, but it seems that the root of their dispute is far from your training

Alhaitham: "I can't trust a man with a cast head to train someone, because you're like a cast yourself!"

The gray-haired guy tightens his grip on your intertwined fingers, pulling a little towards himself

Ratio: "Who would say that! You don't know anything about modern science, go and water the flowers!"

A member of the Erudite guild wrapped his arm around your elbow like a vine and pulled you towards him. It seems that you are about to be torn apart