I have many abilities at my disposal, and I needed none of them to take note of the fact that Yesod had been throwing looks filled with animosity. Now he just introduced us to a new recruit called Gregor, a nice guy with grass-green hair and may have an Interest for art (he tries to hide it though), wearing the Schadenfreude E.G.O set. Yet, I was too busy wondering what was up with Yesod.

Beth had given me an encouraging pat on the back when Yesod had specifically asked me to stay behind while everyone else went to prepare for work, Ryn threw me a look as if asking, 'What did you do?' I mouthed at her, 'Breathe.' I was able to see the amused smile she had before leaving.

And now it's only me and Yesod, and not being one to mince words, the Sephirah spoke first, "I have slowly tried to look back at your past actions and couldn't find anything concrete. I went to Angela, and surprisingly I received a vague answer." This... doesn't sound good.

"What exactly do... 'past actions' entail?" I asked, wondering what he wanted to know... probably to just make my day worse.

Yesod hummed and reached... below himself and pulling his bandages slightly. Is that a small, long gap? From it, as if he was a damn printer, a paper came out... a single paper that he grabbed with one hand and waved it in front of me firmly, "This is all we have on you." His words WOULD have made me double-take if I wasn't expecting this after Hokma decided to ruin my day yesterday.

Yesod wouldn't have let such a piece of information slip.

"Blood-type, characteristics, small briefing in attitude, and your exploits, surprisingly lacking considering we even have a brief rundown of the life employees had before to make sure of their background, You have no Background to speak off." Because I needed that fucking reminder...

Yesod crossed his arms and his sole eye bore into me, "We don't even have your application anywhere, you just came here from nowhere. I'll be brief, which Wing send you?"

...

What?

That was unexpected... but I guess not entirely unreasonable. It would make sense to think another Wing sent me here if they are all Corporations and being against each other. I had a general idea that all other Corporations... are just as bad as this one.

Seeing no reason to lie, I gave him a shrug, "Yesod, we aren't in great terms but... I really have no clue on my circumstances, and even if you somehow got it right, doesn't that mean Angela did too?" My inquiry was met with silence, it wasn't that he had a bad guess.

But even I have no clue WHY I'm in this situation, "There must be a reason, it's not unheard for some folks of the City to simply be used without them knowing." I gave him a small smile.

"Yesod, I'm not from the City." That much I could tell with my scarce memories, I wasn't in Kansas anymore... huh, I can't believe it took me that long to make that joke.

His... processor(?)... seemed to go through some kind of civil war, since his eye simply turned off. A couple seconds later, and he seemed to come back to life, "That... isn't completely baseless. I hope you understand my reservations of trusting you after our many altercations and your complete disregard of our rules." I'm going to have to take note that he seems... more amicable.

Well... we haven't met before in actual talking terms, so I may as well use the chance, "No problem, I'm apparently weird like that. I do have to ask, though... what is with you and adhering to the rules so... intensely?" Yesod took a moment to take my words in.

"What DO we do without them? One moment you are having fun and decide to skip a step, the next you are writhing on the floor, losing your teeth while your body slowly rots." I had to blink and really think about what I just heard, that sounded... like Elijah.

Does Yesod remember who he was before...? Never mind, I have to settle our conversation first, "Yesod... be honest with me, have my actions impacted others in such a negative manner?" He was a well-informed person, he should be able to tell me.

Yesod was silent, and he begrudgingly spoke, "For now they haven't, but you can't keep going like this forever."

...

I sighed, "You say that, but I know what happens when an Employee can't keep up, if they can't handle it... the first thing I'm told is to 'Execute' not 'Subdue' them. If rules are there to help them... then why is that one a thing?" Yesod would have been sporting a frown if he had a face.

"While that is true, the option of subduing them isn't out of the table. Furthermore, by taking out one, you keep many others safe." That was sound logic... and I would have just accepted we had different views at that point, but Yesod couldn't hide it this time.

The disgust he felt at his own words.

Sighing, I stared at him with a pitying expression, "You are trying to make yourself look like a cold-snake, but I can see you dislike this, dislike me even... but you don't hate me. Everyone has it rough, and you can't plan for every problem." The flash of emotion in his eye was unmistakable anger.

"And you should stop talking like you know everyone." He snapped at me, definitely trying to be a snake...

I shook my head at him, "But you know yourself, so... am I wrong?" At my question, he simply turned around and started to walk away, without another word.

Guess there is a lot more to him than I first thought... maybe it's the same for the other Sephirah too.

"All Agents prepare for Work"

And the Manager has horrible timing... I scratched my neck while wondering what my orders would be.

"Orders from the top, Trigger! Start Instinct work on Red Ridding Hooded Mercenary"

Malkuth... guess she managed to finish her work on Joint Command.

Well this is an opportunity, a very dangerous opportunity to test my theories on Abnormalities... I can see why Yesod dislikes me.