Trade Agreements? [Kasha, Ovide #1]

He could've asked about what was before then but Kasha didn't care, and he could accomplish that in his own time if it was publicly available. He wasn't here to a form an opinion on a dead woman though. He was here to gather information and that is what he intended to do with the time he had for Eliane.

"Gotcha gotcha, and what kind of medical research and equipment do you trade in? I'm willing to bet that a captain might be looking for some new facilities soon."

Kasha didn't explain why a captain might want new facilities. He let it remain neutral whether that could be creating, expanding, or rebuilding. Reactions and knowledge of the Seireitei would be nice to assess.

"Ah, I personally trade primarily in surgical equipment. The research firm I inherited was primarily focused on artificial limb and organ replacement, though obviously right now things are a little bit on hold."

That particular bit of her inheritance had certainly kept Eliane on edge at night. It felt pointed. It felt like the kind of thing that she would have done to someone if she wanted to eat at them, and if she thought she would do it, then that was a very, very bad thing. By all accounts, she should have been operating outside Claudia's gaze.

"Regardless, I'd be happy to see what we can do about business."

"Ah, well I'm sure someone more qualified would be willing to discuss proper business arrangements. That's more in the First Division's domain, y'know?"

Kasha explained like his hands were restricted by the typical structure of organisations. Just a piece in the greater system and whatnot. Still, he did linger on the details of statement and the peripheral vision acknowledged the patchworked canvas. Very artificial indeed.

"Of course I would love to hear more about what your artificial limbs and organs entail. I hear that the third division also do similar work, some of them even give themselves multiples. There's a lot of crazy stories that come from that lot."