Synthia twirled her closed parasol as she tilted her head to one side. "Ideally? I'd like to do this tonight. Realistically it'll take about a day or two because district 6s Undercity generally mines the most salt, water, and ores. Along with district 4 to the south. We can't completely halt production because it's not a national holiday." Synthia shrugged. 

"I don't keep up with the mortality rate. That's usually something for the Districts Council and the Coroner Department. Speaking of which, I need to go make sure that they aren't doing mass graves again...it's so rude..." Getting off track for a moment she then snapped back on topic for the minors last question. "That's not entirely healthy...I'll talk to them. Seems like the Undercity hasn't been turning out the way it was initially planned...but still we are a relatively new society compared to our ancestors...oh but that's not really an excuse...if you don't learn from history you are doomed to repeating it.." The blond began to ramble getting quieter and more talking to herself rather than the foreman or the other minor. 

Dave stood quietly with his arms folded over his meaty chest. This was going to make things interesting. 

Once Synthia finished her ramble she looked across the cavern. "Oh, please excuse me. I'm afraid I forgot about other buisness that I needed to attend to while in the UnderCity." She flipped up her parasol, handed Dave the stack of files and began walking. 

Flustered Dave called out, "Do you need an escort?!" 

The distance voice of the upper girls no was heard as she turned the corner and dissapeared. 

"Crazy one she is. Surprising that the 'Government' and District Council want her to take over the dome." He thought aloud.