Stuart closed his laptop and put it in a backpack. "This way then," he said as pulled one strap over a shoulder and led the way out of the library. "I just want to say, I dealt with a few cases of lycanthropy during my time working for this agency, and I've dealt with a fair number of demons, either investigating a transformation that had taken place, or sending them back to their realm." He chuckled. "I'm not a fighter. But your case, it's a first. I'll probably ask Mike to have a look at you tomorrow, if you consent of course, he has started his training to do the same job I'm doing."
Stuart didn't notice the rambling himself, he had a tendency to do that sometimes, especially when he was excited.
Mike watched Gaia unfold, like a bat. He still didn't feel entirely comforatable, but he reminded himself Gaia was a friend; she had saved his life when he had been on that mission with her and Gaia. She had kept him safe there, she wouldn't be a danger to him now.
"Just checking up on you," he said, "Harriet asked me to do so."
Meanwhile, mr Johnsson listened in on the conversation. Agents had reported she had returned to her room and the device they had put on her was able to pick up her words.
He held a microphone near his mouth. "We start in 3...2...1..." he pushed a button on the device.
"It's in the same hall, but we're a bit further apart now." Benjamin gently squeezed her hand. "But that's okay, it's just a few more steps."
He walked to Steph's old room. He hoped what had happened there wouldn't be repeated, but he had faith in their boss to make sure his agents would behave from now on.
Stuart didn't notice the rambling himself, he had a tendency to do that sometimes, especially when he was excited.
Mike watched Gaia unfold, like a bat. He still didn't feel entirely comforatable, but he reminded himself Gaia was a friend; she had saved his life when he had been on that mission with her and Gaia. She had kept him safe there, she wouldn't be a danger to him now.
"Just checking up on you," he said, "Harriet asked me to do so."
Meanwhile, mr Johnsson listened in on the conversation. Agents had reported she had returned to her room and the device they had put on her was able to pick up her words.
He held a microphone near his mouth. "We start in 3...2...1..." he pushed a button on the device.
"It's in the same hall, but we're a bit further apart now." Benjamin gently squeezed her hand. "But that's okay, it's just a few more steps."
He walked to Steph's old room. He hoped what had happened there wouldn't be repeated, but he had faith in their boss to make sure his agents would behave from now on.