Marcus felt a sense of unease as he followed behind the blonde-haired captain whose name he found out was Emilia by thoroughly looking over her status.
'Hopefully she can make this quick.' Marcus thought as they entered a private meeting room.
He just wanted to get yelled at and finish up whatever meeting the guy he was possessing was supposed to be at.
Soon enough they came to a door which Emilia opened and walked into.
Looking around, Marcus saw that the room was fairly bare bones. With only a small wooden table with six chairs around it, and a couch pressed against one wall.
On the table the only thing was a metal pitcher of water with a few cups bedside it.
'No one else is here? That does not bode well.' Marcus thought.
He had figured there would be more people at this meeting, but since no one else was here he figured his absence had done more than just delay them.
