Veritas attempted to speak, but before he could utter a word, you interrupted him once again. Letting out a sigh, he gently placed the corner of his book on your lips, urging you to be silent as he looked down at you with a disapproving gaze.

"If you would kindly listen instead of arguing, we wouldn't be having this disagreement," he stated firmly, inwardly sighing at the thought of the time he owed you. As a busy man, he often found it difficult to dedicate hours to anything other than his work—and a Valentine’s Day would not change his opinion on the matter, these holidays are futile man made constructs.

"You know how much I value spreading knowledge; it holds far more significance to me than any trivial holiday. When I return home, it’s you I return to, and a mere labeled day won't change that. So please, let's not fuss about it anymore, alright?"