Alena leant back in her chair, resting her hands on the arms of it as he came to stand in front of her, a smile playing on her lips, enjoying him being closer rather than feeling like he was invading her space.
“I can be discrete when needs be,” she said, he eyes drifting over him now that he wasn’t half hidden behind the desk. After hunting so vehemently for him, she hadn’t really known what she was expecting. He didn’t appear out of the ordinary, however the way he held himself, his commanding presence, she was in awe and wanted to be her best to impress him.
“I’m good at getting in where I shouldn’t be, I can get information. I could talk to those in the West, but I’m not sure I’m the look of strength they would rally around to bring them here,” she said, wrinkling up her nose. She disliked admitting weakness, but she couldn’t say she’d do something then let him down. When she’d been hunting for him she’d seen the way the other demons looked at her – a child, on a wild goose chase. Why would they change their minds now?
At the other of somewhere to stay Alena blinked in surprise, before she stood up, pacing across the room and then back towards Zeus.
“No, I don’t…but… If I’m going in there to get information I probably shouldn’t be coming back here afterwards. Not very discrete,” she said, twisting her fingers together nervously. She could really get there and back without being seen – electricity was everywhere, not being seen wasn’t a problem. However Alena couldn’t remember ever being offered a place to stay (which actually had a roof and four walls) and that hit her right in the pit of her stomach.