[ That was...decidedly unprofessional, frustrated, and bordering on venting but one does not vent to those in their employ. It was inappropriate. Adelaide sighs and slumps where she sits, the sound of fabric on wood as much as sign of the shifting as the drag of her hands down her face. ]

Well enough. Preparing for another round of 'will this be the ritual that makes Anders less of an abomination or will this be the one that kills me?' It is my new favorite game. Really.

[ If her voice were any drier, well, they'd be in the Western Approach. Again. ]

If this one does not work- I shudder to think of what will go wrong.