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Faustite's miraculous recovery was all well and good, and his promotion was well deserved, but if anything he was closer to being a youma now than he'd been before. The brush with death wouldn't have made him any more useful for consulting on how things like banks worked, or infiltration.

Or, in this case, he wasn't the one to present with progress on such a mission.

So, Jadarite found herself striding down the hall to Lepidolite's office once again.

She'd scheduled the check in, of course. She had a feeling that she was earning his respect, but she was hardly going to risk overstepping by being too casual with him.

She didn't carry a full presentation like she had before, although there were some notes on her tablet. She was feeling quire pleased with the information that she had to report as she knocked on the door.