She stopped typing into her laptop and leaned back on her chair. It seemed her eyes demanded to be closed even for a few seconds, even if she deemed that unneeded. She pinched her nose bridge between her eyes and released a soft sigh out of the obvious strain she was placing on her body. "Your Highness." The sound of the intercom echoing inside her office was enough sigh to indicate that there was really no need for her to rest. "Speak your purpose." She answered back with a push of a button.
There was silence on the other end which made Krisalis suspicious that something they knew she would find unpleasant has occurred. "Don't waste my time. Speak." There was a sound of fearful understanding as an apology had been offered. "I'm sorry Your Highness... There had been an incident." Her eyes narrowed considerably as those green eyes of hers sharpened in hue. Were the plant samples stolen once more? What are the security department doing? Is Bjorn really a useless brute!? Adding to that, what was that spy doing allowing that so-called traitor to live.
"Where is Lindon? Have him meet me at my office now." Her voice did not trickle any sort of kindness in it. It was stern and firm. It was also downright cold, meaning that she was angry. "Give me the full details of the incident." The voice on the other line, agreed with great revere. "At once, your Highness!" The conversation ended at that as she stood from her seat and gathered her coat and wore it. "I really hate interruptions." Bjorn would certainly be hearing from her soon. He was starting to be unfitting of his current reign.
"Yo-hoo... I got what you asked for." He said as he showed the map in his hands. Actually, he had many ideas what this could be used for. But, it would be very terrible of him to assume on that. His work had been noted to be invaluable, because he always make it to a point that his information are always concrete and true. That's why he would be very friendly and keep his cover intact. This is his job, more of like his lifestyle. It was the very essence that he used to survive in this godforsaken world, and he would continue to do so, even if he has to destroy others.
He looked around and wondered if anyone is here. He could have come to the clinic first and ask the Doc. It would also make him another reason to check on Char being the good Samaritan that he is even if that was not true deep inside. Anyway, he continued with his search and kept looking around. Perhaps, he should go there right now. He looked around him one more time. He shrugged his shoulders and was about to leave the store. The Doc did tell him that they were scavengers, so maybe they had left or something already.
That was disappointing, but there was always another day, and he was in no hurry. He has the time he needed, but then again, it does depend on that princess.