- Location
- Colorado
Yuuki smiles for a moment, shaking her head at Jen's apology despite her inability to see it. "Jen? Honestly, it's fine. It's a sense of humor that closely resembles that of a certain elder sibling of mine, s if anything it brought me back. As far as putting a tracker on Gabe, well, that might not have been a bad idea, in hindsight.....Last headcount I took, we were short by two...." A short cursory glance around at those nearby, before turning her attention back to her phone and the conversation she was having. quietly, and in her native language, hoping Jen would be familiar enough with it, she'd very quickly let Jen know that they weren't in the most secure of places. After her request for Speakerphone, she would nod, obliging her, and holding the phone out on her open palm. "Alright, Jen, you're on Speaker as you requested...."
On mention of her brother, though, she'd nearly drop the phone, her eyes opening quite abruptly, a look of surprise plain to see as if, despite working in the same organization she had yet to see, let alone hear, that he was doing alright. Just as quickly as the look had appeared, it dissipated back under her calm, contemplative demanor however, as she continued in response. "Just because he might have been the last one out, that doesn't make him responsible, you know. But as long as he's safe. A Baking truck can be replaced, a valuable member of the team can't. I'll keep my eyes open for the recipes you mentioned. Is there a good means to get back into contact with you, should we need to?"
She would wait for the others to respond, hoping beyond hope they got the hint that the talk of a bakery and recipes was a weak attempt at being secretive, before she responded once more. "Any word on the photograph's development process? Kinda need pictures of our stuff now that the truck is gone, after all."
On mention of her brother, though, she'd nearly drop the phone, her eyes opening quite abruptly, a look of surprise plain to see as if, despite working in the same organization she had yet to see, let alone hear, that he was doing alright. Just as quickly as the look had appeared, it dissipated back under her calm, contemplative demanor however, as she continued in response. "Just because he might have been the last one out, that doesn't make him responsible, you know. But as long as he's safe. A Baking truck can be replaced, a valuable member of the team can't. I'll keep my eyes open for the recipes you mentioned. Is there a good means to get back into contact with you, should we need to?"
She would wait for the others to respond, hoping beyond hope they got the hint that the talk of a bakery and recipes was a weak attempt at being secretive, before she responded once more. "Any word on the photograph's development process? Kinda need pictures of our stuff now that the truck is gone, after all."