The meeting... had been enlightening, in various aspects she found that many of the Sephirah didn't have great views on Trigger's exploits. While some of them well-founded, he seemed to always prove everyone around him wrong.

While the fact that Yesod has stayed behind with the Manager to discuss, what was obviously his concerns regarding Trigger and his actions, he has yet to step into a line that requires a direct solution.

I had no qualms leaving the Manager and Yesod to their talk, I had better things to do... like finding out what's happening between Malkuth and Trigger. She wasn't blind to the fact that they had a deeper conversation inside of the elevator, a place that had no cameras whatsoever. A perfect place to have private conversations.

Malkuth has... changed quite a bit from her past self. While being more positive and forthcoming along with tolerance towards her employees, she had also developed a disdain for the corporation, which... was surprising to say the least.

One of the Sephirah, who in a past life dedicated themselves to the cause, had turned it's back on it simply after one mental turmoil? I had revisited the script where I was specifically told to not mess with the 'Meltdowns' and that is simply all I got, not even their purpose... it would be surprising if it wasn't expected.

'A' was a man that liked to be in control, control that was slowly vanishing, showing something... new.

And wasn't that a thought that I didn't think would cross my mind ever again. 'New' wasn't something that reached my head after various repetitions of the Manager trying and usually failing to get anywhere, yet this one was different because of one man?

But no matter how much I tried, there was nothing to gain from simple pondering. Trigger is the only one that has the answers, but he has been more... careful around me, I'm guessing Malkuth must have mentioned something about me that had him weary.

Yet his gaze was still the same as ever, seemingly getting warmer for every trial that he overcame. The Knight of Despair... who would have thought he would have such a strong reaction to that abnormality?

And it seemed to be for the best, that one... changed after meeting a man that not only offered kindness but understanding, he neutralized the Knight without having to kill it, another surprise added to the list.

Maybe a more... personal talk with Malkuth or Trigger would be needed in the future.

I tilted my head forward hearing the steps... the weight and pace suggest it's Bethany, her patterns match them at least, "Miss Angela! Since Yesod stayed back with the Manager, he asked me to deliver his report of the day in his stead." Bethany... another odd one.

She, unlike all employees barring one exception, tries to form small chats with me... which isn't annoying, hardly welcomed, but there is no harm in it, "Thank you, Bethany, I'll take it from your hands then." Taking the stack of papers in my hand, the stack is twice the size of those of Malkuth's. Yesod always finds a way to make things longer than they need to be with his explanations.

"Is it true that Trigger... well, 'Pulled a Trigger'?" I had to momentarily open my eyes, if only to give her an unimpressive stare. That... isn't inaccurate, yet it doesn't make it any less dumb.

"I know the name is dumb...! But fusing E.G.O sounds really useful, but then again this is Trigger, so it must have been ridiculously dangerous to pull off." Bethany was easily described in two words, Fearful and Earnest. She always tried her best while being afraid of what she might do wrong.

Her fear was more prominent when dealing with Abnormalities, that hasn't been a problem, but it should be taken note off that her more earnest side showed itself after the events of Malkuth's meltdown and Trigger's encouragement.

Maybe starting a... relationship with her could be used to peer closer into Trigger's actions, "He did, as you say, 'Pulled a Trigger'. It has been theorized he may have let the E.G.O's urges enter his mind while he was vulnerable." Of course, I didn't believe that, knowing that man, he most likely let the E.G.O inside his mind willingly.

"Of course he would do something like that... next time I see him, he'll have a pet Abnormality." Bethany said almost like a joke, but I could tell from her, she was genuinely worried Trigger may try to pull that off.

Not a completely unfounded worry.

"Please do not say that out loud, he could hear you." Following along the jokes is usually a way to approach someone... or so it seems from the few interactions I had paid attention between clerks and employees.

Bethany blinked twice while smiling widely and clapping her hands once, "So you can play along! I was worried you had no sense of humor at all." My sense of humor is too sophisticated for poor jokes, that is all.

This... is going better than expected.

"I entertain myself with some of them from time to time." I just have way too much time in my own mind, so going through everything I hear is one way to let it move a bit faster.

Bethany gave me an unbelieving stare, "I can't picture that, at all." What does that mean?

"I can show it to you right now. When does a joke become a dad joke?" Even with my eyes closed, I could tell Bethany looked mildly horrified.

"... I don't know." This can't be blamed on me, the clerks used these jokes to pass time, so they can't be all bad.

"When it becomes apparent."

...

Bethany had taken a deep breath and looked away while mumbling to herself... something I heard quite clearly, 'Abnormalities aren't the scariest thing after all'.

I could feel my face sport a small frown, the nerve of this girl, "You simply have bad taste."

"And you need better deliveries, jokes aren't meant to be said with a straight face and a plain voice." I opened my eyes for a moment, staring at Bethany that had an awkward smile on her face.

I should hate that more... but I don't? How vexing, "If the joke is good, why do you need more than that?" My question was met with a raised brow.

"I would say you are very sheltered... but that'll be in poor taste. Let's start from the bottom, starting with the fact that Dad jokes hurt the soul." Bethany went on to explain to me the point of the delivery of jokes, a completely useless subject in my opinion, yet I didn't stop her.

It took me a moment to realize, she had been following me around to find the report for Malkuth. I hadn't asked for her to join me, yet she did anyway.

But I would be lying if I said I hated this, I'm not sure how to feel about that.