Catherine
It was time for another tea party for Himiko. This time with an Akodo she had not even greeted yet, only a slight head nod between them during their feast as a feeble interaction between the two of them. Thus it was time to finally meet the judge, Kitsu Himiko. This time the Akodo had been warned in advance. Or well a day before with a small hand written note. So there had been no servant knocking on the door of his quarters. 

Himiko was simply awaiting him in her offices as the aroma of tea and dumplings was filling the hallways. Better not let that get too cold. 

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Hortensia
Sozen entered promptly, his fan waving in front of his face as he did so. He slid the door shut behind him as he entered her office, and performed a deep-bow deserving of her position as Ambassador. 

He sat on the opposing side of her desk. Behind his iron-tight demeanor hid a strong degree of nervousness, but he stuffed that down deep. 

"Ambassador. Thank you for inviting me to meet with you, it's a pleasure to properly meet you. I humbly apologize for having not done so earlier, I've been endlessly coming through my predecessor's documents and notes. It seems they were *Rather* Disorganized," He specified.

"I know you are already aware, but I thought it proper that I officially introduce myself." He would bow again, in an introductory way rather than his earlier entrance bow. "I am Akodo Sozen, I hail from Shiro Akodo, and I am to serve you as your Deputy Ambassador," He would flutter his eyelashes briefly, "And Spymaster."

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Catherine
*"I can understand why organization wasn't your predecessor's best quality Akodo-san."* She would state as that perhaps been ages. She would bow towards him again as well. *"Welcome into my office Deputy Ambassador. Since it is your task to be my right hand I wish to converse a bit about you, your goals, the goals of the lion within this city and perhaps about who you will be working with. I am not certain you have made their acquaintances yet."* She would gesture for him to sit down. An attendant would pour both of them some tea as some warm snacks had arrived. It was clear this could be a long conversation. 

*"But first, tell me, how has the city been treating you? Has it been something to your liking?"* She had spoken about this subject as if her opinion had been clear on the vision on the city. It had been. She would clasp her hands, who had been visibly scarred, much like her face, around the cup of boiling hot tea as if she had been cold or thirsty.

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