Vreta growled under his breath as he looked down upon the Agent. “How to best put this...screw your protocol, you need help. These are exceptional circumstances, and exceptional circumstances require adaptation.”

“Wait here.” Vreta remarked to Freyr beside him before jumping over the railing back down to the ground floor. As his feet touched the ground, however, there was another pair of Humans that appeared from the same entrance they had used. Regardless of how familiar they seemed to be to the Agent, Vreta was immediately suspicious. Where had they been before, when they were outside? And how did they get past the massive creature outdoors without being seen? Freyr had broadcasted on comms multiple times to try and make contact with anyone at the headquarters, granted, but then again, why had they not answered? Vreta was not sure what it meant, but he was on his guard. For now, the Agent’s health was a more pressing concern. He eyed the new Humans cautiously, but let the Agent handle speaking to them.

“Look, Agent, just send me your suit’s logs. If the poison is even vaguely recognizable, I should be able to at least reduce its effects to something manageable.” Vreta insisted.