"No, not really." Ilias responded.

"There ARE 7, but 4 are female." he told her.

"It's just that Serena, Maria, and Helena are the... er... most vocal and troublesome." he mumbled.

"The others are content to just... hide until needed." he went on with a shrug.

"But hey, at least the other three have personality." he added with a small laugh.

"....is that enough proof?" he then asked her.

"Or do you need more?"

Ilias shook his head.

"You'd think, but no." he said.

"In actuality, ANY male snakes on the head of a gorgon are rare." he told her.

"Which is to say, the female ones all have female snakes, and I'm a rarity, being a male born of one." he continued.

"But I think all males have at least ONE male snake, and 2 is rarer." he went on.

"The fact that I have 3 is probably extremely low odds." he told her further, shrugging.

"Like I said, not much research or history is available on those like me."

Ilias' face turned red for a split second, before he shook his head a bit.

"Ah..." he stammered.

"Ah, yes, well, hm." he mumbled.

"We might need to figure out WHAT the hell happened here." he told her.

"Seriously. This... this is freaky." he said.

"It's taking all I have to not flip out..."

After a few seconds, she received a response.

Fine with me, dealing with a bit of a personal issue, myself. the message read.

Keep me posted. the second one said.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Hal put his phone down, and shook his head.

"Damn it all." he said.

"I didn't even HAVE a childhood." he muttered, looking at his tiny form.

"I know, this is frighteningly familiar to me as well." Hal responded, sweetening the tea up.

"But for the life of me, I can't figure out HOW." he admitted.

"And it's irritating me." he went on.

"I can NOT show up to work like this, Hollie." he then told her.

"Seriously. I have NO credibility like this." he muttered further.

"I'd be nothing more than a JOKE."

"WHAT!?" Hal exclaimed, before Hollie had her mana open the door.

"Coming!" the one outside called.

"Where are you!?" he asked, as they heard footsteps come inside.

"Damn it!" Hal exclaimed further, looking around.

He then shook his head, before sighing heavily...

...and throwing himself behind the couch he had been sitting on.

"What the...!?" Hal mumbled, feeling Hollie's mana swirl around him.

"Ohhh no, no, no, no...." he mumbled, trying to use his own mana to get out of it.

And failing miserably.

Meanwhile, Tyson just nodded.

"Some tea would be lovely." he replied.

"I enjoy some every so often." he said further.

"And for a friend of yours?" he then asked. "Who?"

"Damnit!" Hal cursed, as Ty looked at him.

And stared at him.

"...........I..... uh..." he stammered.

"Agent King." Hal greeted Ty.

"I am hereby ordering you to take my place as the interim head of the Unit, for the foreseeable future." he said.

"...right..." Ty mumbled.

"This... is this a joke?" he then asked.

"Indeed." Hal responded.

"I trust you'll be able to do the duties of the head of the Unit, and keep your trap shut about this?" he asked.

"After all, this does NOT need to get out." he muttered.

Again, Ty was silent, before sighing quietly.

"Well, THIS is certainly an interesting kettle of fish." he finally commented.

"But very well." he said. "Consider both of those things done." he told him.

"Thank you." Hal replied.

"..." Ty was then silent yet again, before his cheeks suddenly puffed out slightly, and he was forced to turn away and let out a muffled 'pffft' sound.

This, in turn, caused Hal to glare daggers at the man.

"Hmph." Hal grunted.

"This is troublesome." he said.

"To understate it." he growled.

Ty held back another laugh, before thumping his own chest and letting out a loud exhale.

"Makes sense." he said.

"And no comment on the cuteness." he smirked.

"Regardless, I'll take over until this is fixed." he assured them.

"And I WILL make sure nobody knows of this. Heaven knows you have enemies that would take advantage of this." he added.