F-259-Lia: Secretariat Building, Private Dining Room
Sarba acknowledges the order and returns to the kitchen.
Farbello lifts his spoon and nibbles at the content.
Seeming satisfied, he returns to the conversation.
“So, if it is not pushing your boundaries of confidentiality, what was your take on the meeting with Markov-Wrikster after the party?”
“Do you mean the whole meeting or just my personal interaction with him?”
She bends her head and takes an appreciative sniff of her meal.