“You can sit and wait here, Drask. I'll come back when I'm finished,” the redhead explained, her voice holding it usual optimistic confidence. “I'll call you if I need.”
Drask gave a snort, not sharing his handler's blind assurance. Very rarely did he ever, but even more so on this occasion. Atleast from what he could piece together on what this was all entailing. What Daedra wished to get out of it and whom she had to go to. However, not intending to be the 'hiccup' of the encounter, the old Brown plopped his backside on the stone flooring, just as he was instructed.
Daedra offered the old wher a smile, perhaps to bolster his and her own confidence, before turning away. Her lips shrunk down to an uneasy line when she was out of Drask's line of sight, though she noticed from where he sat himself, he would most likely remain in view. It was nice, as she wasn't particularly easy minded on what she hoped to accomplish currently. Speaking with new faces had never been a problem prior to this but.... well, she had to imagine this was rather different.
“Um... excuse me,” her voice rang up quietly, as she took a few steps towards the man in question. It had taken her awhile to come across him alone. A while to even come across him in general. When it seemed he heard her, the redhead chances another step closer, but still being mindful to not cross the boundary of 'too close' to his person.
It was funny, as it had been some time since she found herself so nervous, when trying to address someone. She hoped her uneasy didn't come off so noticeably, but she knew she was not very good at disguising her emotions.
“Sir---”