[center][h3][u][b]A Short But Pleasant Talk[/b][/u][/h3][/center]
Titus passively noted that he should probably send one of the engineering teams to recalibrate the hydraulics of the doors after Yuri's little stunt. Security doors designed to prevent even Class III entities from breaching the base and yet, Yuri stood before him. Nary a sign of significant effort marring his person. If Titus were to fall, he was glad that the magic user was on the side of Humanity and Earth. With the combination of the young Yuheng agent and the Hydromancer? Earth will be in good hands regardless of his wellbeing.

[b]"That's putting it lightly."[/b] The older man chuckled dryly as he thanked the butterfly mage for the coffee and taking a long swig of the drink. Black coffee with just a splash of milk. The exhaustion and stress he felt earlier soon washed away from his body as the warm brew reached his belly. The taste reminded him of his old life prior to him faking his death and going into hiding. The lazy Sunday mornings in the suburbs. Watching his son race with the other neighborhood kids on their bikes around the cul-de-sac. His loving wife singing lullabies to their daughter as the little girl idly drifted off to dream land in her crib. 

Only memories of a better time now. 

Titus cleared his throat and refocused his mind to the present just before the sharp pain of remorse struck his heart. [b]"Repairs made on the Grizzly-1 unit were successful. We were fortunate that the armor did its job well enough to protect the exoframe beneath, so the whole thing didn't even take an afternoon to fix. For sleep however? Things could be better."[/b] Titus said as he removed his shades to reveal dark and heavy circles under his eyes as he cleaned them briefly before wearing them again. [b]"The public was in an uproar about the whole thing. They were very upset about keeping such big secrets away from them to say the least. Reports were flooding in non-stop and almost every country in the planet requested significant aid in dealing with the masses. There was also the matter of locating the enemy's base of operations and preparations for another incursion."[/b] He sighs before taking another sip. [b]"If this had happened ten years prior, I'd have worked myself to death before the week ended. But thanks to Minerva, I've been able to get an average of four hours of sleep a day."[/b] The effeminate synthesized voice then chirped in through the intercom speakers of the room. [color=lightblue]"Quite welcome, sir. Also, welcome back Mr. Yuri. Your stunt earlier was quite crude but I do understand the humor behind it."[/color] [b]"Minerva, don't encourage him."[/b] The AI titters in response. [b]"Anyway, is there anything else you needed?"[/b]