Maude turned to Fleur, her eyes wide as if she were confused by her questions. Considering her dossier that seemed unlikely. But it was a convincing act, if only for a fleeting moment. Maude leaned back in her chair with a sigh, answering for Archer, "We will work together. It can be assumed that we were brought together from our various Orders due to the fact we have varying skills. I could make the claim that as the representative from the ISRA, my balliwick encompasses dowsing and locating, which I could further claim to be neccesary in discerning the whereabouts of a missing person. If Mr. Archer knew his whereabouts, I would assume he would have already mentioned them. Perhaps my skills are NOT the most "conclusive means" to RETRIEVE him, but they are the most likely amongst this gathering to FIND him, unless you Wardogs have begun a Remote Viewing division of your psychokinetic studies I wasn't aware of."<br/><br/>Maude Bristol knew well enough that no one liked a know it all. It was an occupational hazard, she tried to bear gracefully yet often failed. Alice in Through the Looking Glass once bemoaned the fact she "Often gave herself good advice, but seldom ever took it." And so the sensative lifted her hands in the air as if she were surrendering, her leather gloves creaking as she spread out her fingers, "I meant no offense to you, Legionaire. Do you disagree with any of the facts I stated, the means in which I think we might best find the target, or the fact that I am versed in matters of the Qin? Or... perhaps you simply wish to have something to say. If so I understand your motivations entirely."<br/><br/>She remained seated, knowing full well to stand might be construed as a threat. And of the gathered women here, the last one she wished to feel threatened was the Legion rep. They had a reputation for being quick to fly off the handle, and the last thing Maude needed was to aggitate such a psion. "You wish to establish your dominance, perhaps? There really is no need. Considering how very fragile I am, I am forced to defer, Legionaire. I'm no threat to you. So we'll agree to each do what we do best. If you feel I've overstepped my boundries, I apologize."<br/><br/>Maude was beginning to feel sick, another occupational hazard of being a sensative. While it was a common ability amongst Psions to detect the application of other powers in their presence, Bristol suffered from simply being AROUND psionics. It was a static tingle that effected her with a number of responses, none particularly pleasant. And it made the other minor irritations she suffered all the worse for it. Her bodysuit felt stifling beneath her business ensemble, and the weight of her glasses atop her slender nose was crushing.<br/><br/>She removed them once more, risking the vertigo that accompanied the unleashing of her full sight. Maude closed one eye to momentarily dull the influx of imagery, adjusting by slow degrees to the sensory glut. It took a few moments before Maude was satisfied that she could speak, "I wish for us to work together... it can't be said more plainly then that. I am aware we are all used to being guarded and are all used to being self-reliant. This is a rare opportunity Mr. Archer has given us, and I should very much like to remove ego from the equation. How can we work this out, Miss Fleur? You expressed impatience at the pace with which the meeting was progressing, yet now chastise me for attempting to move it along. I do not wish your displeasure, but I confess I do not know what it is you require. What is it you expect of me and your teammates that would serve to satisfy you?"