[ Ah, his name. His name voiced in a timbre which he hadn't quite been expecting, but is welcoming of (and responsive to) all the same. There is color, to his escort's voice, a resonance which speaks beyond dutiful introductions and a reminder that their time together is little more than an agreement; an exchange. And so...! One does wonder: had Saber accounted for the Director to return her bow, rising only when Saber herself so cared to? A gentle smile curving his lips, he makes to catch green eyes with gold, unconcerned with Saber's stature (but... that wisp of hair, its curl and bounce, isn't it cute?), and bearing only the utmost confidence in her ability (and in the sheath which does not escape his sight).
Though he may be unfamiliar to her, the Director certainly knows Saber—albeit, by a different name. Once upon a time, he had processed her paperwork, her clearances, and unfortunately, her suspension. Already, he knows what she is able to do; that she towers heavens higher than her size.
(Of course, he will refrain from making the joke that she barely rivals the length of his braid in height.) ]
A pleasure to meet you, Saber. You've my thanks, for assisting with our collection of aid for Westerley.
[ The dossier on the Director's temperament? Without flaw. Mild-mannered and given to diplomacy, it had been realized early on that Sion Astal would be of better use to the Company not in the field, but on assignments such as these: strengthening the bridge between moons, newly rebuilt. ]
I will endeavor to look after you, just as you look after me.
[ Though t h a t statement, it is slightly worrisome, isn't it? A testament to the fact that even someone wholly agreeable may prove to be troublesome to protect. Sion is a man forgetful of himself—of how he should likely have not mirrored Saber's bow after being shot in the side. ]
My crew will remain with the ship in order to take in the supplies already present upon the docks, but I imagine that you will be joining me in my venture to the countryside?
[ To farmland which houses a nobleman's estate, the very first person which the Director is to convince to join hands with others in order to preserve the goodwill between Leith and Westerley. ]
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Though he may be unfamiliar to her, the Director certainly knows Saber—albeit, by a different name. Once upon a time, he had processed her paperwork, her clearances, and unfortunately, her suspension. Already, he knows what she is able to do; that she towers heavens higher than her size.
(Of course, he will refrain from making the joke that she barely rivals the length of his braid in height.) ]
A pleasure to meet you, Saber. You've my thanks, for assisting with our collection of aid for Westerley.
[ The dossier on the Director's temperament? Without flaw. Mild-mannered and given to diplomacy, it had been realized early on that Sion Astal would be of better use to the Company not in the field, but on assignments such as these: strengthening the bridge between moons, newly rebuilt. ]
I will endeavor to look after you, just as you look after me.
[ Though t h a t statement, it is slightly worrisome, isn't it? A testament to the fact that even someone wholly agreeable may prove to be troublesome to protect. Sion is a man forgetful of himself—of how he should likely have not mirrored Saber's bow after being shot in the side. ]
My crew will remain with the ship in order to take in the supplies already present upon the docks, but I imagine that you will be joining me in my venture to the countryside?
[ To farmland which houses a nobleman's estate, the very first person which the Director is to convince to join hands with others in order to preserve the goodwill between Leith and Westerley. ]