B-116: Loyalists’ Rock, Agricultural Bureau Offices
He smiles back, glances at the paper.
“Oh, the samples pick up.”
He turns around disappears out of the room through a side door, returning a moment later wheeling a trolley with a large-ish case on it.
“Here you go!”
Lia does a mental blink. She wasn’t actually expecting there to be samples… This will not show.
She will check her paperwork alongside the information on the crate.
“Awesome. Can I check them?”