"Cecelia."
"Yes sir!" She replied promptly to Viktor, standing at attention and saluting the 100th general as he entered her quarters and stood at the door nodding and then gesturing to a chair in the middle of the messy room. "Please, go ahead," She gestured to the seat as well and then quickly went back to packing her things away.
"Sir, is there something I can help you with?" She asked, hiding her nervousness by avoiding eye contact and turning her back when the door behind him smoothly slid shut and he took a seat silently. "I only get a few hours per week and I usually take that time to clean-"
"Come to me."
