Meanwhile, on the other side, Ryan was sitting in Catrin's cabin, his posture stiff as he waited for her to arrive. He had been informed that she was in a meeting, but the waiting stretched his patience thin.
"How long is it going to take more?" Ryan asked, his voice carrying a subtle impatience as he glanced at the assistant who stood nearby.
The assistant checked her watch and then politely replied, "The meeting should be ending soon, Mr. Foster. Probably five minutes more and Ma'am would be here anytime soon."
Ryan nodded curtly and checked on his own watch, the ticking seconds only adding to his restlessness. The assistant noticed his irritation and offered, "Mr. Foster, since there is still some time, would you like me to bring you some snacks or another cup of coffee while you wait?"
