[i]'You tried, Morgan. You tried,'[/i] Morgan thought frustratedly as she tapped her index finger on the top of the desk. [i]Tap tap tap.[/i] She regarded Kayla with a hard stare, trying to discern whether or not it was a lie. In the end, she'd managed to ascertain that it was unlikely she was intentionally obstructing justice. Intentionally being the key word here; she was willing to bet that whoever was causing these disappearances would know how to cover their tracks. 

"I see..." Her eyes narrowed at the response to the second question. It was as noncommital as they came, that was for sure. But if that was how it was going to be, so be it. "Ah. My bad. You see, it's a bit of a hobby of mine," she answered, that poker face of 'formal informality' still masking her true self. "Just consider my interest one of... [i]personal[/i] curiosity." The desk fan began turning a bit too quickly for a room without open windows. "At any rate, we're not entirely done her yet," Morgan continued. She gathered the files up and organized them before getting up to deposit them in a file folder withdraw from a cabinet behind the desk. Behind her, Kayla was going off about her troubles. "That's probably because you've been gone for, say, 28... maybe 29 days?" Morgan nonchalantly mentioned, letting that sink in as she placed the now-filled file back into the cabinet.

As Morgan returned to her seat, the topic of Kayla's 'whining' had ended up broaching a somewhat uncomfortable subject she'd been meaning to get to slightly later in the discussion. How inconvenient. "Yeah... [i]About[/i] that..." Her voice was awkward and strained as she rubbed the bridge of her nose. It was fairly obvious she wasn't making any attempt at hiding her discontent with what she was about to say. For her, this was usually around when these interviews took a more troublesome turn. It made sense; people didn't often enjoy having their activities restricted. "Sorry to be the bearer of bad news lass." From across the desk, she nonchalantly pointed at Kayla. "But unfortunately I [i]can't[/i] let you do that." 

"Consider it something like witness protection," Morgan explained, "We don't know if whoever whisked you away is going to come back, you know? Which means we'll have to keep you here until we get this sorted out. I'd say sorry, but this is really for your own good. Besides, it [i]does[/i] solve your little residency problem."

[@Arista]