In The Pursuit Of Knowledge

Welcoming committee? Well, one could only be so wrong about a person’s designated role. However, it became very clear to Helle that this person is lost. They seem to not understand where they stand which makes sense considering they skimped out on the tour. Boring? Well, Helle would have to agree with that. However, she never thought of the Vandenreich as an exciting organization. Protecting the world is one thing, but in the City of Lights, there are rarely any monsters appearing to excite the day and mostly everyone has paperwork to fill. Maybe the tour could use something to spice it up: demonstrations, workout routines, etc…

Ah. She’s getting away from herself. There is a more pressing matter at hand. She has a lady here who has stumbled into one of the most important buildings for the Reich with little idea of where she actually is. Appearing on the top floor like this is a clear sign of her ignorance. The best course of action would be to escort her back down after a brief explanation.

“Well, you are incorrect on who I am. The current Sub Captain of the Sternritter, Helle Armstrong at your service. Far removed from your initial guess. Also, this is a very important building where the Vandenreich handles an excruciating amount of business, practically our headquarters. It is not a place to simply wander in aimlessly.”

Her head turned slightly in wonder on what Cyrus and Saisei are discussing. Hopefully, Airi will cooperate and take her leave, but Helle has a feeling the woman will just have more words to say.

“Did you have any particular business besides sightseeing?”

Tapping the button on his desk to contact Ninsianna, Cyrus spoke briefly, addressing her as if this were simply any other business request he made of her. Of course, this was at least in part simply due to her own nature, given that he knew she would not respond as well to something more personal, even minor as this was.

"Ms. Kishar, if you would bring a soda for the young man, I would greatly appreciate it. Whatever variety is most expedient for you to acquire."

He doubted that she would be calling upon her immense power just for this, and so he looked back to the young boy before him while they waited. He listened carefully, with all the attention that his divinity was capable of. Normally he would not be one to focus so intently, but he had the most fleeting suspicion that it would be necessary given this boy before him.

"Mm… I see."

Cyrus both did and did not see what Saisei had said. He understood very well the sense of having something else on the inside that others could see, but this was quite clearly not the same situation that Cyrus found himself in. But of course, he would not turn away a young man in need.

"I cannot pretend that I understand your conundrum perfectly, nor that I immediately have an answer as to what may be causing it. But the resources of the Vandenreich are many, and if I cannot help you, one who lives among us certainly may be able to. I have a woman in mind, but she is a bit wary of interaction with others. I will speak with her on your behalf, to see if she believes she might help you."

Noting the racket outside, Cyrus took a moment or two to consider it, and took a moment to consider that, in his human life, he might surely have sighed exasperatedly at what was occurring.

"The matter I wish to discuss with Captain Armstrong is not one I especially intend for any ears but hers, you understand. But I will leave it to her judgement whether or not to bring this girl in."

Eh? Eh! Did this gal just walk past her like she didn’t exist? Helle, with the grace of God holding her back, only let out a tired sigh. From one excited person to another. How could someone wander up 30 floors and have no idea where they’re heading? Turning her head towards Airi, her eyes might as well have popped out of her helmet at seeing the other woman usher herself into the room with Saisei and Cyrus, and quickly, Helle followed entering herself and hearing what Airi had to say.

Is Cyrus actually that cool? Helle shouldn’t have thought that. Of course her mind is jeopardized by prejudiced thoughts when it comes to Cyrus. And, with a sigh, she wished she could facepalm herself. Well, it’s a good thing Airi wants to join Helle guesses. It could have been handled properly instead of interrupting a meeting, but what is one supposed to do in a situation like this? Helle doesn’t have the power to reverse time, so that leaves it up to Cyrus to give the final verdict.

“I apologize, my Liege. This is Airi. She seems to be… lost, but I guess things are working out the way they should, huh?”

Helle sighs and decides to move over to the wall and leans against it. To be honest, she has no real room in this conversation besides being the one who brought the two, er, well three, people together into the room. Her job is basically done, but she shall stay to watch over and do whatever is asked of her.

Cyrus had much to say, though his eyes turned first to the young woman who appeared to have barged directly into his office. Offering her only a small smile, which was certainly far from the withering glare he might have offered in other aspects, Cyrus nodded in response to her question.

"You may, yes. However, matters of recruitment paperwork and the like are not my domain, you understand. That is for others to attend to."

Returning his attention to the young man who had certainly caught more of his attention, Cyrus offered him a bit more of a smile, and though he briefly considered holding his hand out to the young man, it occurred to him that the young lady may well have taken this as some gesture toward her, if her inclination to barge in without invitation was any indication. Instead, he simply steepled his fingers on his desk, making a mental note to meet with both of these two at a later date, when he was...less occupied.

"Your race is of no concern to me when speaking in regard to the Vandenguard, young man. Your desire to work for the good of the Earth is all that I ask, and I will gladly offer you whatever I may in return."