He supposed the agents needed their offices. You could hardly have a military hierarchy without them, he supposed.
He noted them on his tablet. He wondered if Mauvians were tasked with updating these or if agents preferred a certain separation from guardian cats and their senshi.
For a second, he recalled that a certain knight had not minded that he was a Mauvian. But then he forgot it again as he nearly bumped into Jadarite.
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