"We'll mention that to Sharp." he told her.

With that, they entered the building, and made their way to Sharp, briefing him on all that had happened, and how they had succeeded in their mission.

"Excellent." Sharp replied.

"Now, then." he said, addressing Sierra.

"Thank you so much for the information, and helping us stop those banshees." he told her.

"Tell me, are you interested in a position here?" he asked her.

"Or, at the very least, can we offer you a place to stay for now, so you can rest and recuperate, as thanks for what you've done?" he asked further.

"We have an eclectic group here." Sharp responded.

"We find a role for everyone. There's a place for everyone, and everyone has their place." he told her.

"Just think about it." he said.

With that, he took the badge that he had given her, and replaced it with an ID card on a lanyard.

"To show you are a guest here, now." he explained.

"Agent King, would you show her to the guest dorms?" he then asked Ty.

"Yup." Ty responded, before looking at Sierra.

"Come on." he said to her.

"Indeed." Sharp responded.

The trip to the guest dorms was uneventful and mostly silent, but Ty broke it when they reached her room.

"Here you go." he told her.

"There's a small fridge in there with some food, a bed, a shower, all the basics." he said.

"You should be comfortable here."

Ty watched as she went into the room, and sighed.

"Oh." he then said.

"By the way." he went on, figuring she could still hear him.

"My previous offer still stands." he said.

"If you choose to work here... then it still stands." he said further.

With that, he started to walk back down the hallway.

"Oh?" Sharp asked.

"I see. Interesting." he said.

"Well? What is your answer?" he asked her.

"Will you join the Unit?" he asked further.

"Or do you intend to move on?"

"I'm sure you could be quite handy on the field." Sharp replied.

"After all, a banshee's shrieks are powerful." he reasoned.

"But we'll assess your skills and find a place for you." he told her.

He then took out some papers and slid them towards her.

"Fill these out." he said.

"Employment agreement, as well as contract for living here." he told her.

"I assume you'll be staying in the dorms?" he asked.

"They are." Sharp replied.

"We make sure of it." he told her with a smile.

"And stay here for as long as you wish." he then said.

"We try to make this place feel like home for those who have nowhere else." he finished.

-Some time later-

"Hmph." Sharp muttered, as he shifted through the stack of papers on his desk.

"Ty... Aedan... Zeke..." he said, deciding who would go on what mission, before freezing, upon reading one of the requests.

"......." he was silent for a moment, before getting up, changing into more street-appropriate clothing, jeans, sneakers, tee-shirt, and a long coat, and then stepping out into his secretary's office.

"Sadly, date night is next week." Sharp responded.

"This mission is something -I- need to do." he told her.

"And I need to move quickly." he said.

"Agent King is in charge while I'm gone." he went on.

"Call him to the office and tell him such."

"............" he was silent as he felt the power before him.

"Hm." he mumbled.

"Interesting..." he said to himself.

"Well, here goes nothing." he sighed.

He then stepped up to the door, and pushed the doorbell. When it made no sound, he sighed again, and knocked loudly.

Sharp's eyes widened when he saw the woman before him.

"I..." he stammered.

"You... you are..." he stuttered further, before shaking his head.

"Allee?" he asked, getting her name out, finally.

"Is it really you?"