"Sir, may I know what business you have with me?" The middle-aged man's face returned to its calm composure, truly befitting of someone who had weathered many storms, possessing such formidable emotional control.
"Indeed, there is a serious situation at a certain location that requires your oversight. I'm sure you're aware of the matters of the Federation, and at this moment, I need the Inspection Bureau," Finn Lewis said calmly as if discussing something unrelated to him, as if it were a trivial matter, inconsequential to the world.
"Sir, I don't understand what you're trying to say," the middle-aged man replied with an even tone, still looking at Finn Lewis.
