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Drakador_Chaos
"Hmm...well they probably should be here soon..."
It seems Dasha isn't quite interested in chewing into the detail, be it due to respect of personal privacy or some other reasons...or simply because she doesn't have the time for that.
"Sorry about that, we had some assignments that needed to get sorted."
A female with snow-white hair descends from midair right behind the whole assortment of furnitures, followed by two...somewhat junior individuals, the trio walks around the assembly, and stopped beside Dasha's couch.
"Oh...hey Mainframe, wasn't Gil responsible for this?"
A slight shade of disappointment crosses Dasha's gaze, but it only retained for a brief moment before Dasha is having that usual, bored gaze.
"He requested to have something "sorted out"...perhaps he got some insights? I didn't ask so I am not quite sure about the reason..."
Mainframe, with that air quote hand gesture and that near-to-perfect body ratio, should theoretically be quite charming to basically anyone, but her expression...or rather her expressionless face makes it quite outlandish.
After answering Dasha's doubts, she glides forward to Hal and has her right hand out open for a handshake.
"You must be Halcyon, Thanks for accompanying Gillian and his team in the Embassy."