6-264: Administration Bureau Executive Conference Facility
Lia has a feeling that he’s a little depressed, doesn’t really want to be here, and perhaps wishes a rogue asteroid would crash through the ceiling and kill everyone. Yet, here he is. He’s perhaps making an effort to be be polite to Winta because she made the effort first.
“Ah… Emerald…, and are you enjoying the party?”
He takes a rat-sized nibble of an olive on a stick.
She tilts her head a little, watching him. If Aston is a few steps away, she will move a little closer and speak quietly.
“If you sneak out, I won’t tell…”
She gives him a wink.
Can you give me a physical description?