OFFICE VISIT (CLOSED TO SYLVIA)

[reticence]

Faolan doesn't know what to expect, to have been called to Sylvia's office like this as he has. Although he supposes he really should have suspected it. She is the President, after all. And as the President, she should probably be curious as to why a member of the Hillingdon clan, a faction that usually stays well away from any involvement in such activities, should suddenly have elected to nominate a candidate for such purposes. The dilemma is, what is he going to tell her. How much can he tell her? Is that even what she'll ask of him?

A million questions are racing through Faolan's head and he's doing his best to try and keep up and find answers to each one of them by the time he makes his way to her door. Swallowing back his nerves, hoping that he at least appears to be in control of himself, he raises a hand to knock.