[Center][h3][Color=Crimson]Amara[/Color][/h3]
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It seemed like Valetin didn't know much compared to Amara. The entire thing was shrouded in mystery. Amara also couldn't help but wonder how much they would have to deal with Mr Reinhart; as they were on his grounds. Maybe the man would also be involved in getting them prepared? Who knows. [Color=Crimson] "Hopefully, we will find out from our employer why, we needed to come here." [/Color] Amara mused softly. Still trying to figure it out, in the back of her mind. But it made sense, that they could find what they needed on their journey, in the centre of the city. For now, they both were left wondering what the purpose of coming here was, but that would soon be answered hopefully. Or they could hopefully figure the rest out, between the pair of them.

Following him inside, Amara pulled the hood down from her head once they stepped foot inside the large building. Her blonde hair now fully exposed now that they were out of the rain. [Color=Crimson] "It's alright, hopefully we'll figure that out when we meet our employer." [/Color] Hoping that their employer would also understand why they were running a bit late. Especially since they had no idea, where they were supposed to be heading towards.

Looking around the main building, Amara felt a bit more relaxed inside of the building. Trying to decipher where they were supposed to be heading. [Color=Crimson] "That sounds about right, from what I've been told." [/Color] The young blonde agreed, when he mentioned the second floor. Not that she knew more than he did. However as they reached the second floor, she couldn't help but look a little bit lost. [Color=Crimson] "Umm...I don't know." [/Color] She admitted. [Color=Crimson] "Let me just check the letter again." [/Color] Pulling out a parchment from her cloak pocket. Amara had carried the letter on her, for reference. Her eyes scanning over the letter and instructions. Glancing between the doors lined up in front of them, and back down to the letter in her hands. [Color=Crimson] "A3B?" [/Color] She glanced at Valentin, hoping that that made any sense to him. [Color=Crimson] "I assume, that's the number of the room. Maybe we should split up and search till we find it?" [/Color] She suggested. It'd be quicker, checking the name tags and room numbers on the doors that way.