The group gathered around the reception desk were greeted as one as the bullywug levered itself from off its chair to lead them all further into the building. Kethrylia allowed herself to fall back in the line a bit to get a better look at the people that she supposedly would be working with. If any of them were concerned that the high elf woman would feel herself superior based on race, they might be pleasantly surprised to know that it was not the case.<br/><br/>She was superior to them because of intellect, not because of blood or origin.<br/><br/>They were a diverse group, to be sure, but she assumed there was a reason for that. Keth had not ventured much beyond Monarch in all her years, but she could imagine a use for a variety of different skill sets beyond the relative safety of the Ark walls.<br/><br/>Passing through the corridors gave her glimpses of several fascinating things that she wished she had the time to explore further, but they were led into the lab and subsequently welcomed by the mustachioed automaton that bid them to sit and wait for their employer.<br/><br/>As some of the others followed those directives, or introduced themselves, Keth wandered over to the bookcase to examine the titles. Still, she paid attention to the names being offered and eventually when there was a lull, she spoke up. “Kethrylia from Monarch. A pleasure."