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While Samad got down to the point, Elsa rose to get a coffee. She brushed by the options, which were very few and decided on coffee. Though bitterness wasn’t her usual taste, she needed something more in her hands than nothing at all. To temper the strong favor, she put in a few sugar packets and stirred it with a disposable stick. On the way back to her seat, she dropped it into the trash. 

Her lips pressed the hot liquid causing her to cringe. Definitely not sweet enough, she noted as she took her seat. During her brief escape, Elsa had been keeping tabs on the situation expanding before her eyes. The most pressing matter was Bella’s reaction to the fact the twins would be joining them. It wasn’t usual that AMRO put its own interest above the safety or desires of their Asylums. In the end, the corporation was a wide spread authority over the world of magic no matter the price. 

Elsa considered saying something until Bella shifted and gripped Zane’s sleeve, followed by the man’s laughter. It didn’t take a genius to realize what happened. Her lips clamped shut, letting him quell Bella’s anxiety. 

At Zane’s words, Elsa nodded. “It can’t hurt. If things go wrong, we can ensure the mission’s outcome.” 

Samad snorted in her head, an agreement despite it being laced with annoyance at the task.