As Mirk pushed for answers Sabian's expression slowly shifted towards one of discomfort. He listened intently to what Mirk had to say. He stood in silence briefly as he seemed to consider Mirk's accusation. He opened his mouth to speak but paused again before he had said anything. He looked toward the fully-plated figure who had so far stood quietly beside him. For the first time since Sabian entered the room the armored figure spoke. His voice was somewhat caught within his full helmet. "Mister Mercans is finished with the session. He thanks you for your attendance." The plated character released a hand from his weapon and quickly ushered Sabian from the room, shutting the door behind them on their way out.