Margaret looked at him, worry on her face. "This path...i hope you haven't done anything to risk yourself..." The door opened and the white haired an walked in, looking around. "Boss?" He walked into the study and said "boss are you...oh, sorry my lady, I didn't know you had company..." Margaret had a different look on her face for a sec then said "bane, would you mind taking Clara to the lab?" Bane nodded, taking Clara's hand and leading her out. 

Margaret sighed, rubbing her cut forehead and said "sorry about that. You were saying?"