Henry watched as his friend and the Supreme Commander conversed. Chris adjusted his black tie and locked eyes with Krishna.
"Now, how would you like to explain yourself?"
Krishna's eyes twitched as he responded calmly.
"First off," He raised his hand. "I'd like to say that we had no say whatsoever in this mission. The General and Prime Minister forced this upon us."
Chris narrowed his eyes.
"…Then explain why your Prime Minister couldn't have contacted the Black Ops of the AEOC to handle such a matter?"
Krishna paused for a moment, then heaved a heavy sigh.
"Honestly, sir from what I've heard… It seems the Prime Minister considered the AEOC's Black Ops unit 'unfit' for this task. Presumably from the fact that, you haven't been able to capture the drug lord for five years."
The room fell into silence as Chris contemplated Krishna's words. Henry's eyes couldn't be taken off from such an encounter.
They were meeting the Supreme Commander of the AEOC yet how was Krishna able to remain so calm?
Krishna was the type to have fun and make jokes in whatever situation whether they were on death's door or not. He'd always find a chance to crack a good joke. Yet, even he knew that in front of the prideful Chris, he couldn't act like a clown. However, even then, he was conversing with Chris like normal.
Right then, Chris lifted his gaze and looked at the two enforcers. Then, with a solemn tone, he stated.
"I am most disappointed with Rome."
Krishna didn't respond. Chris placed his arm on the table, waving them off.
"Leave."
Krishna and Henry nodded, silently turning around and exiting the Supreme Commander's office.
Chris heaved a disappointed sigh, pinching his nose as thunder echoed from the distance. The rain pelted against the glass behind him, the dark clouds rumbling as they shifted in the sky. He glanced towards the heavens for a moment, then turned his gaze back to his office.
"Mythos." He called out.
An ancient and wise voice responded to him in a robotic manner.
[What can I help with, sir?]
"Call Dante"
Without uttering another word, Mythos dialed the man Chris had requested. Tapping his wooden desk, Chris waited for call to be picked up.
Then, after a few seconds, someone's voice emerged from the other side.
"Yo! Chris, what's up?" Dante cheered.
"Dante…" Chris muttered.
"I swear on Pangea's name I had nothing to do with whatever you're about to accuse me of."
***
Krishna and Henry strolled through the corridor, the rain pelting against the glass beside them. Henry turned towards his friend, adjusting his glasses.
"What do you think is gonna happen now?"
Krishna sighed and shrugged in a calm manner.
"Dunno but I know it's not gonna be good."
Then, he added, scratching the back of his head.
"I'm just surprised he didn't ask anything about Sun."
As they arrived at the elevator, Henry pressed it open while spreading his palm.
"That is strange…"
The lift closed behind them, both turning to face the front. Henry crossed his arms and spoke once more.
"Forget about it. We can't know what he's upto. Besides we've got more important matters to attend to."
Krishna raised a brow.
"And what matter would that be?"
"Missio." Henry sneered.
"Ah…" Krishna nodded, his mouth wide open. "I'll contact John. He'll fly us outta here."
"Then, how are we gonna make sure he doesn't have a panic attack when he go to the airport?"
"… You do know that his headphones can block sound right?"
Henry froze as the lift's doors opened.
"…I did."
He stepped outside immediately, Krishna following right behind him.
"Right." He rolled his eyes.
The duo descended the stairs and as they entered the lobby, they felt the gazes of countless enforcers fall upon them.
Specifically on Krishna, whose expression remained stoic.
The duo exited the main lobby, the glass doors closing behind them as they gazed at the clouded skies of Kharagen. Grabbing their umbrellas from the nearby rack, they opened and held them above their heads before stepping into the rain.
***
Meanwhile…
Back at the hospital, Eira and Mary awoke at the same time. The two ladies glanced around the room with drowsy eyes.
"Henry?" Eira blurted.
"Krishna?" Mary blurted.
Freezing, the girls turned to face each other. They blinked once, silence drowning the room.
"Good morning…" Eira yawned. "Mary."
Mary rubbed her eyes, muttering in a soft tone.
"Good morning to you too."
However, as they were trying to jog their bodies awake, a nurse suddenly entered the room holding a plate of food. She raised her brows, noticing the tired girls.
"Did I wake you up?" She asked, approaching.
"No…No, you didn't." Mary shook her head.
"Great!" The nurse smiled, pulling over an overhead table towards Missio's bed. "This is for the patient. If he has any difficultly, please help him and if you need more help than that, you can call us anytime."
Placing the food on the table, she briefly glanced at the sleeping Missio. Then, she turned around and left the room. Eira and Mary stared the closed door for a bit before locking eyes with each other.
"So… Are you gonna wake him or should I?" Eira inquired.
Mary heaved a heavy breath, standing up. "I'll do it."