As Ves sat down on the slightly uncomfortable chair placed before the desk made out of a bone from an exobeast that the vice director must have hunted himself, he decided to take the initiative.
There was a risk to speaking first and trying to dictate the rhythm of the conversation, but Ves judged that he could not afford to fall into his counterpart's rhythm instead.
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