There was silence on the other side for a moment.

"Resignation." he then said.

"I see." he muttered.

"Well, this sort of thing IS best done face-to-face." he told her.

"And I can free up time RIGHT NOW for this." he went on.

"Assuming that works for you?"

"Describe yourself." Hal responded.

"Physically." he told her.

She did so, and Hal nodded to himself.

"Right." he said.

"5 minutes." he told her.

"Show up in 5 minutes, and I will be there personally to escort you to my office." he said further.

"Is that all right?"

"....." both Hal and Jake were silent as they felt the mana, before Jake sighed.

"Hello again." he greeted her.

"Yes... yes, this is Sierra." Hal confirmed.

"I guess this is what she looked like in life." he commented.

"Fair enough, then." Jake said.

"Sorry." he apologised to Sierra.

"Was just doing my job." he shrugged.

Hal nodded.

"We shall." he replied.

The two of them then headed through the hallways, before reaching his office, to which they both entered.

"All right then." he said, as they sat down, him behind the desk, her in front of it.

"Tell me." he said further.

"Why do you wish to tender your resignation?" he asked her.

"Why do you want to leave us?"

"Hm." Hal mumbled.

"I see." he said.

"Yes... yes, it is true that you were very good at crowd control while you were a banshee, and that as you are currently, you cannot carry out those duties." he admitted.

"A shame you think I'm the sort of person that would let you go for reasons beyond your control." he went on.

"Especially when this happened while you were on a mission FOR the Unit." he continued.

"I assure you, I'm NOT that callous, though." he then assured her.

"Again, true." Hal agreed.

"A shame we're not the sort of organisation to try and see what your new talents may be, and try to put them to good use." he said.

"Real shame." he went on.

"I mean, it's not as though we did that when you first came here, and would extend the same courtesy to you." he continued.

"...yep, real shame." he mumbled, shaking his head.

"Anyway, sorry you feel this way." he finished.

"............." Hal was silent for a moment, before leaning forward.

"Sierra." he said.

"I will be candid here as well, let us help you to NOT feel useless." he said further.

"You may be unaware of this, but when you appeared in the security area, your mana was almost overwhelming." he told her. "You're strong. Far stronger than I think you realise." he continued.

"If you feel you must leave us, I have no right to stop you." he went on.

"But I implore you... please let us try and find something you can do. Perhaps you have new skills or abilities that would be helpful to us."

Hal took a chance here, and reached across the desk, placing a hand atop one of hers.

"Sierra." he said, his voice soft.

"We're here to help." he told her.

"In any way we can." he said further.

"Let us try and help you get through this." he went on.

"Both personally AND professionally." he continued.

"No matter what, you have friends here."

Hal realised something now.

He could be a boss to her... or he could be a friend.

Right now, Sierra needed a friend.

As such, he made his way around the desk, crouched down, and gave Sierra a hug. A hug that showed her she really was not alone. She truly DID have people that were willing to help her. That cared for her.

"Sierra, we'll do all we can." he told her.

"I promise." he said.

"You have plenty of people here, and they'll all do everything in their power to help."

Hal just continued to hold Sierra.

"You're welcome." he said.

"We'll help you get through this. I promise." he told her.

Meanwhile, in another part of the world, Azazel made his way to the front door of a decent-sized townhouse, pausing at the end of the driveway.

"Yeah, this should be the right address." he said to himself.

He then walked up to the front door, stopping when he got close.

"Ohhhhh yeah, I can sense her." he mumbled, approaching the door and pressing the doorbell.