<span style="color: #404040">“Something must have been lost in translation, sir.”</span>The chaperone, a lower-ranking agent, said in a resigned voice as he glanced between Casey and Mongrel. He was visibly sweating in his tailored, casual business suit after waiting for hours with the sun beating down on them.<span style="color: #404040">“You’ve already met the Zieglers, so there’s really no need for an introduction.”</span>The young man said,<span style="color: #404040">“I’ll be waiting at my car for you, Mr Ziegler.”</span>He turned, eyebrows arched after looking at the soot-covered pair of agents, and began briskly walking back towards the car park.<br/><span style="color: #0080FF">“Good to meet you, again!”</span>Sam exclaimed, proffering a hand after getting to his feet and walking towards Casey with Kira following closely behind him. Despite the fantastic weather that Scarlet City was enjoying, Kira was as pale as ever. She wore a pair of grey sweatpants and a white t-shirt that was too big for her, fidgeting with its hem as she nervously followed her older brother towards the supers. Her eyes nervously darted around, glancing at Casey as they approached, but not daring to settle on Mongrel’s hulking form. At best, Kira was already shy, but faced with two towering supers, one of which had four arms, she was even more bashful than normal.