[h3][u]Carmen Friston[/u][/h3]

Saunière had left, again, leaving Carmen, who seemed in deep thoughts. The Head of Pontificals Guards had prepared himself for this kind of revelation, or at least had predicted it. He already knew about the transfer, and the fact that it would be here of all places, surely it was not a mere coincidence.

He just didn't expect the archbishop would really enlist her in this mission. 

It seemed the trouble was already brewing. Mirielle would start it, and that... again, wasn't surprising at all. The outburst was a stark contrast to Amaris' gentle proems. 

Surprisingly the female inquisitor was calm enough to let their Sarkaz guest finish her introduction. Not saying the entire process was happening in cordial terms. Mireille was fuming, and Carmen could feel her penetrating gaze already bore through his skull. The Sarkaz's insouciant attitude when she grabbed her plate and started eating was not helping either. 

"Please eat first," Carmen said in a slightly detached tone but still smiling at her to maintain the welcoming atmosphere. "This should be a feast, so make yourself comfortable. Questions and answers can wait, but if you insist, I am Carmen Andario Friston, I will be the captain of this mission."  

Then he turned to Mirielle and shook his head, signaling to her that [i]"Now is not the right time."[/i]

Come to think of it, Saunière should have told her about his plan instead of him. Would make this entire arrangement a lot easier for both of them. 

As for him, after a brief consideration, he actually didn't mind The Sarkaz's participation. From the news he had heard, in 9 years she was in The Order's custody, there were almost zero accidents reported regarding this particular individual. It at some point intrigued him, but he just didn't have the chance to know The Order's newest hunting tools better.  

Today the chance had presented itself in this very hall, to see the Witch herself in the flesh, and he must admit that he felt slightly bad for her. The moniker felt undeserved, and treating her like a tool feels wrong. It was a real person sitting and eating in front of them, not some uncivilized beast with no conscience. Although he did not discount this sarkaz's sins and her ill-famed ancestry, it was only fair that she was given a chance after almost a decade of relative obedience toward the Order's teachings.