"H-hey!  Wait!"  As everyone started to leave the private garden behind, Andrew managed to get to his feet, grabbing onto the tall hedges that surrounded the path in and out of the location.  "Some bloody help you are," he muttered to himself, his head still spinning from the phasing.  That's when he heard Hope's statement about his lack of proper English etiquette.  "That's because I'm not English!  I'm a bloody Scotsman!  Or wasn't the accent enough for ye to tell it!?"<br/><br/>Managing to get out of the garden, and back into the main Hellsing manor, Andrew sat back down in a chair.  It was while sitting in that chair that he noted the group - the Director, Dameon, the Iscariot girl - enter with another new, female member in tow. He would've said hello to her, too...but his mind was currently still frazzled.  So, he let her go by, figuring that she would show up at training or a deployment or something, and have the opportunity to meet her there.  Heck, being a unit leader, maybe she'd be assigned to his unit as backup, or learning the job, or something.<br/><br/>After a while, the headache faded, and the Bound felt well enough to stand.  "Well, damn," he sighed.  "What in God's name do I do now?"  All the girls were gone - and a couple in no likely mood to see him...