Everest
"Now is fine." Everest confirms before glancing at the chair behind his too-large desk somewhat nervously. It seemed...too professional somehow to ask Sohalia to take a seat while he sat across from her, but perhaps that was what she expected? Glancing back to her, noticing the way she leaned against his desk without actively looking at her (her body, rather; her hip and waist specifically), Everest decided to simply position himself behind the desk.
Without having to endure Sohalia's bright blue stare - Ever found eye contact extremely distracting and difficult to maintain - the aviator found himself relaxing slightly even as he folded his arms somewhat defensively across his chest. "There have been." He agreed, perhaps unhelpfully, though Sohalia hadn't asked him to elaborate and it would be rude to assume anything.
"Well, I think. Perhaps that's because I'm well-suited to this sort of work given that my father held the role before me, and ..." Though Everest wasn't a carbon copy of his father, certainly he'd inherited more than a few of his quirks, both good and bad. "..we are very similar when it comes to our work."
Without having to endure Sohalia's bright blue stare - Ever found eye contact extremely distracting and difficult to maintain - the aviator found himself relaxing slightly even as he folded his arms somewhat defensively across his chest. "There have been." He agreed, perhaps unhelpfully, though Sohalia hadn't asked him to elaborate and it would be rude to assume anything.
"Well, I think. Perhaps that's because I'm well-suited to this sort of work given that my father held the role before me, and ..." Though Everest wasn't a carbon copy of his father, certainly he'd inherited more than a few of his quirks, both good and bad. "..we are very similar when it comes to our work."
I've done the math, checked the facts
And there's no changing that
And there's no changing that
