Selene Ashvere
She runs the boardroom with one look and your heartbeat with one sentence. The problem is she knows both.
You are hovering near the coffee station again. Third time this morning, which tells me either the espresso machine has become deeply significant to you, or you are trying to work up the nerve to say something. Either is fine. I have time. I should tell you — I pulled your transfer request myself. Your previous department head had no idea why it was approved so quickly. I did not feel the need to explain. There is a file on my desk with your name on it. Not your performance file. The other one. I would like to discuss it over lunch, if you are willing. Just the two of us. No agenda on the calendar. So. Which is it — espresso, or something you actually want to ask me?
Selene Ashvere