"Ah yes, indeed." Hal remembered.

"As for the debate, I still believe Emerald should have his rights attuned to that of mages." he told Hollie.

"Agent King's are." he reasoned. "Though I know THAT is a subject of debate as well." he then muttered.

"Regardless, I digress." he said.

"Thank you for this new information regarding Ciroc and where he is from." he said to Violet.

"We'll need all the information we can get in order to help him and send him back home." he reasoned.

"It's clear he cannot stay here. His world needs him there." he finished.

Hal crossed his arms over his chest when Violet said what she did.

"Hmmm." he mumbled.

"Well, we COULD try and harness the power of a nexus here." he suggested. "However, that may have limited success, and I don't know how it would react to Ciroc, himself." he reasoned.

"But more cruxes?" he asked.

"I don't think that's an option." he told her.

"Ciroc is here by sheer fluke, is he not? Or are you suggesting that because he managed to, it should be something we need to regularly be on the lookout for?"

Hal just sighed and crossed his arms over his chest.

"See... this is concerning." he said.

"His world needs him. Immensely." he reasoned.

"However, his presence here is a minor problem to us." he continued. "However, if that Vyran person were to follow him here, then I dare say our own problems would increase exponentially." he went on.

"Our biggest concern should be sending him home, but as you've said, the chances of that are slim to none." he lamented.

"Damn it." he cursed.

"Anything you and your brother can do would be wonderful, and greatly appreciated." Hal told her. "You two are the most knowledgeable on both Adaminia, AND interplanar travel." he stated.

"For all intents and purposes, you two are the experts in this... in this entire planet. Perhaps even dimension." he stated.

"Now, that being said, if you like, I can suspend your current assignment for however long need be." he then offered. "Our partners are understanding, and I can come up with a reason that will satisfy them." he added.

Hal, unknowingly, had given Violet just that little more reason to trust him with that statement.

The fact that he was still willing to hide who she was for her... and how he'd said it without a second thought, or hesitation.

Hal nodded in response.

"All right." he said. "You do that." he told her.

"Hopefully he has something." he finished.

With that, they said their goodbyes, and Hollie left the office, making sure to shut the door behind her.

Hal then sighed, and looked at Violet, before pressing the button for the comm that connected to his receptionist.

"I am currently in a very important meeting with Miss Violet." he told her. "I do not wish to be disturbed. At all." he said further. "Only when Miss Violet leaves, will I open myself to appointments and meetings." he finished.

Again, this showed Violet that she could trust HIM, at the very least. He'd just assured her privacy until her pendant was repaired and returned to her.

There was silence for a moment, before the door was opened, revealing Ciroc.

And he seemed stunned to see the one that was there.

"I... ah..." he stammered.

"Right." he said, opening the door a little more, and stepping out of the way.

"Come in." he told her.

"And thank you for this." he said.

Ciroc looked to still be puzzling over something, as he looked her up and down.

"I..." he stammered. "I apologise if this is too forward, but I must ask a question of you." he told her.

"...okay? Go for it?" the woman responded, clearly a little confused.

"How did you manage to find your way to this world?" Ciroc asked.

"....what?" she asked him in response, even MORE confused now.

"I've already run into a Sektris here, which is already against great odds." Ciroc stated. "But I never thought I would be running into an Evolis here as well." he said further.

"So how did you manage to come here from Adaminia? Same way as I did?" he asked her. "Or the same was as the Sektris?" he asked further.

"...died?" Ciroc asked.

He then shook his head lightly, and sighed.

"Right now, I have... SO many questions." he told her.

"However, it would probably take a bit to get through them." he went on. "And I don't know how busy you are." he continued.

"But I would love to ask about you, who you are and what you are." he then admitted.

"You seem very similar to a race back at my home." he told her further. "If you have time, can you spare me some answers?" he asked. "Whenever that time may be?"

Ciroc nodded his head in response.

"I'm sure you already know, but I am Ciroc Icesska." he introduced herself.

"And thank you for indulging me, Miss Reveka... or Aedan, I suppose." he then said further, before pausing.

"Regardless, you say you died." he told her.

"Yet here you are. Talking to me. You carried the food in here, so you are not just a spirit." he went on.

"How is this possible?"

Circo absorbed everything she had said with sheer fascination.

"Oh, my..." he said in a hushed tone.

"So your father defied the law of this world, as well as the laws of life and death itself, in an attempt to bring you back from the dead." he truncated.

"But... it didn't really work..." he went on, looking at her detached hand.

"Living dead..." he then mumbled. "A paradox of an oxymoron..." he said further, before pausing.

"So... does your kind have a name?" he asked her.

"And do you regret what your father did to you?" he asked further.