@pantaleons: ❛ so, what do i owe this pleasure? ❜
Black boots clinked on the marble floors within the much familiar room within the Snezhnayan bank within Liyue, as eyes glazed over at the now passed out employees within the building, slumped over cold tables. She couldn’t really afford or truly be bothered with being seen coming in here, after all the business she needed to conduct here was no one’s business.
As she finished she headed towards the back, opening the door and offering a knowing smirk to the Regrator as she strode across the room.
Yelan scanned the man, sitting on the adorned chair within the large office, setting down a file on the desk, sliding it towards him before taking a seat on said desk, crossing a leg over the other. “ I wasn’t expecting to hear you would be in Liyue from my contacts. Perhaps you were too busy to tell me yourself ? “ She wrinkles her nose, faking offense as the back of her hand presses to her forehead. “ You weren’t hoping to come here without me finding out now, were you ? “ A smirk forms on her lips. “ That would breach out little agreement. “ Despite knowing of the little shift of management after that arrogant red headed harbinger had messed everything up for himself in the area, she still wasn’t very pleased with seeing him here; specially without having had any kind of heads up - of course she had found out before anyone else possibly had, that was her job, but the displeasure was still apparent on her face.
Her hand moved towards her boot, slamming down a dagger on top of the file, pinning it to the - very expensive looking - desk. “ And we’re smarter than that now aren’t we ? So do tell, what Fatui business are you here for. I’d flatter myself and say you’re here to see me but if that were the case I would’ve expected to find you tied up with a ribbon on your head at my doorstep. Not here. “
