About forty minutes had passed when there was a knock on the door and Lilli walked in. Immediately the commander rolled her eyes and wrinkled her nose as the scent of the room greeted her.
"Fucking really you two? I thought you were better than this considering we're in an emergency but I guess not huh? And what the hell happened to Dahlia's clothes?"
Both Dahlia and Valentina were still on the couch with the girl's head reclined onto the Archduchess' thighs while a hand continuously ran through her hair. Both had been focussed and were reading their own documents when the Commander came in, though neither bothered to pretend that they were innocent. Valentina had a spare set of clothes in the office and was well dressed as a result, but Dahlia was simply laying there, her shredded dress discarded and instead simply wrapped in a particularly fluffy fur blanket.
