Spencer grinned as he placed his fedora in his left hand and bowed. Likewise, Giltwith said nothing more, only standing there silently in respect.

“Good evening Miss Jackson Thorne, Elliot Vineblood. I’ve heard a great deal of many things about you two; to think of having you two serving under my ranks? This is indeed a rare opportunity. Ah, let’s not refer to our target with real names, yes? Our benevolent and almighty Superior has labeled her “Catalyst” and would prefer we strictly use that code name. Legal issues I suppose.”

The man in black swept his arm to direct both of their gazes towards Giltwith. The red-eyed Knight gave a curt nod before smiling lightly.

“This here is my assistant Miss Jackson. A Knight with exceptional power and ability…you can call him Giltwith.”

Back at the house, Kiara raised an eyebrow at the suggestion but did not question it further. Of course an AI would possess no need for any real sleep.

“Well if that’s alright with you. Thank you.”