[ Sinclair really didn't want to go when Oria was clinging to him, but as he kept pushing the time away, he knew reality would catch up up him sooner or later. Probably angrily. He's not surprised by all the teasing he gets when he finally returns but Faust checks the time and doesn't hold his one day sabbatical against him, leaving him shaky with relief.
Sinclair isn't fond of Samjo. But he's even less fond of Dongrang, who is all congenial smiles and empty eyes, whose gaze assesses each and every one of the Zwei team while seeming to look right past them. Except one. But Yi Sang doesn't respond to any of that, leaving Sinclair sighing to himself as he follows after Faust and Dante, trying to remember the explanation for why he had been chosen to be the speaker for Dante. But as the others not chosen ready themselves to line up outside and wait, Dongrang laughs and waves them all in.
"Nonsense, nonsense. You're all the Zwei team, so feel free to enter--ah, Mr. Samjo there's no need to cause a fuss about protocol."
As they enter the room, he feels an odd tug at his consciousness and he glances over at Dante
...]
...um. Mr Dongrang, our executive manager would like to know the purpose of the conveyor belt of chickens...
[And then they all file into the meeting room and Sinclair's eyes land on the Severine secretary.
no subject
Sinclair isn't fond of Samjo. But he's even less fond of Dongrang, who is all congenial smiles and empty eyes, whose gaze assesses each and every one of the Zwei team while seeming to look right past them. Except one. But Yi Sang doesn't respond to any of that, leaving Sinclair sighing to himself as he follows after Faust and Dante, trying to remember the explanation for why he had been chosen to be the speaker for Dante. But as the others not chosen ready themselves to line up outside and wait, Dongrang laughs and waves them all in.
"Nonsense, nonsense. You're all the Zwei team, so feel free to enter--ah, Mr. Samjo there's no need to cause a fuss about protocol."
As they enter the room, he feels an odd tug at his consciousness and he glances over at Dante
...]
...um. Mr Dongrang, our executive manager would like to know the purpose of the conveyor belt of chickens...
[And then they all file into the meeting room and Sinclair's eyes land on the Severine secretary.
...huh?]