The amusement garnered from the reveal of Syrus' dalliance was not shared by Duncan. More so than anyone else present, he understood the dangers of getting too close to the client; too many good SeeDs had lost their jobs or worse, their lives because of a stupid one-off fling. Syrus' status as a unique asset made the potential breach even more dangerous. Still... the kid was a teenager. Hormones made people do stupid things. [b]'That's enough of that.',[/b] he said sharply to Freya and Xerox. [b]'I'm sure Syrus understands how badly this could have gone and how keeping his cock in his pants can now be considered a standing order?'[/b] Come to think of it, this wasn't too different from when Duncan had had to cover up for Syrus faux pas with Corvo; the lad was swiftly becoming a recurring headache... As they waited for the contact to enter the bunker, another of the newly transferred SeeDs spoke up, eliciting a wan smile from Duncan. [b]'None taken. You're not wrong though.'[/b] Jake Firesong was an unusual addition to the roster and not one he would have chosen; he had in fact been placed on the mission at Corvo's express order, no doubt to ensure a healthy dose of good old fashioned Galbadian discipline. In light of events so far, it was hard for Duncan to fault the reasoning. [b]'Good idea. Intel swept the area and got us a map of routine movements, but they've fucked up too often lately. Better to be safe than sorry.'[/b] As he was working his way through the most efficient way to canvas the city, a sharp voice spoke up behind him. [b]'Sir, the outer door has resealed; our contact will be here any second. I respectfully suggest that you stop brooding and brace up.'[/b] As annoying as it was to have his toes stepped on by his own adjutant, Duncan understood that Yoko was just doing her job. He muttered a slightly mean reply under his breath while turning back to the entrance, standing at attention.

When the so-called contact waltzed into the room, Yoko couldn't stop a groan of despair... What kind of military organisation hired a [i]child[/i] as a liaison? And in that get-up? It would have been less suspicious to walk around in full combat gear rather than... well, [i]that.[/i] The adjutant braced herself for what promised to be a long evening. The only silver lining was Cromwell referring to her as Kein's wife; now there was a nice idea. A little chapel in Centra, a reception at Garden followed by a [i]long[/i] honeymoon... It took considerable force of will to banish the dumb grin from her face and focus on the conversation before her. [b]'... yes. That would be me. I believe you have seen my file, Ms Song? Unfortunately I can't say the same; we weren't given any information on you bar your name and appearance.'[/b] Duncan smiled apologetically. [b]'Most of the team is here, minus two. If you wouldn't mind introducing yourselves? Once everyone is settled we can move onto your debrief.'[/b]