Chloe nodded. Their business was finally concluded. She didn't say another word, smart enough to realize that was probably the best course of action in the tense room. Her self-defense instinct told her than any wasted words might chip away at her life. Instead, she turned and left the room, leaving the other two magi alone to discuss what would surely be some sort of plot. But that, as she had told Maria, was not any of Chloe's business. She knew these political types enough to know they were never trustworthy, but Chloe herself was just as bad, if not worse. Chloe had never met a predictable magical girl.

The guards at the gate had been told of her arrival, and she waved jovially to a few who were standing stiff, their fingers on the triggers of their guns. Now free and uncaring as she was of being followed, she reverted back to human form and grasped her soul gem tightly in her hands. She would need a grief seed, and soon. But for now, she had a delivery to make. 

Knocking on the door of the safehouse she had so recently left, she forced her way in the door after giving all the proper safe words and planted the items she had received on the table.

"Brought you a gift, to solidify a new friendship. Up for a little sabotage?"