Inside the home, Auberi was preparing Kiimi's medication. His fingers worked their way through the motions as if he had done them a million times before. Once set up, he needed to wait for it to reduce down enough to be diluted. The reduction would take time, so he went to his bag and changed into some fresh clothes. He had to smooth out the skirt some as it had accumulated a few fold lines, but the blouse was still in good shape. To anyone who didn't know him, he would just look like a blond woman with flowing locks of hair almost down to their knees.

Then, he went back to check on the reduction. It was going well, but he could prep something small for breakfast in the meantime. Before he could, though, a knock at the door drew his attention. He heard a voice on the other side talking as if it knew Jarred. Suspicion arose immediately as Auberi knew Jarred was still expected to arrive back from a mission and his contacts knew that. A quick move led to his jacket being tossed on, concealing his revolver in the inner breast and his stiletto opposite the gun. He carefully opened the door and hailed the guest. "I am sorry, but Jarred is out currently. Can I please have your name and purpose of the visit? I will be glad to inform him once he is home again."