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Ultimately, Éliane was a bit conflicted to see Kayliss, especially here in Costa del Sol as a surprise. On one hand, it was partially her influence that had gotten Éliane out of the Garden and onto the track that had gotten her into the prestigious Household Guards and she tended to get along with the deputy director in that capacity. On the other hand, she had been annoyingly ripped right back and temporarily seconded to being back under the Garden—in other words, directly under the command of Kayliss, however temporary. 

There was a reason she had left SEED, after all. 

She sat right on the bed next to Esben and made herself comfortable. Glancing between the older woman and Esben as he made his greeting, she looked back at Kayliss. [b]“It’s been a while, mom!”[/b] Stone faced as her delivery was, Éliane was clearly amused. 

[b]“At the very least, you should be having more coffee if you aren’t relaxing. The beans I picked up in Edren are fantastic.”[/b] She rummaged through her own bag, producing her ever-present thermos of coffee and holding it out. [b]“Would you like some?” [/b]

It was obvious that most this arrangement was for Esben and his reports, but being a diplomatic envoy of sorts, as hawkish as she tended to be, Éliane had been writing her own reports that were generally for the Overseer’s eyes. She produced them now from her bag.
 
[b]“No, we weren’t, but I was also supposed to be reporting directly to Overseer Baramoux,”[/b] she countered. She much enjoyed the freedom of that assignment and was still somewhat annoyed by the change, even if it mattered little in reality. [b]“These reports are supposed to be for him, so I must protest.”[/b]