the phrases back to herself as she headed for the building, determined to use them correctly when she had the chance. her heart was beating to the rhythm of her words, a fast paced anxious beat. and when she found the door to the office, she found it also without guards. what a trusting city.
trusting… or capable. the thought occurred to her that wind reach did not crawl with security because they felt secure by themselves. for some reason that thought both thrilled and terrified her. she could see the figure of a man sitting at a desk inside, and took a deep breath before raising her hand to knock 