'You look well, Aoi-chan!' the SAINT behind the desk said with a wide grin. 'Miss us?'
'As do you, Kuro-chan,' Aoiko said with a light bow. She had changed out of her formal kimono, and now wore a sharply-cut navy blue suit. 'You know that I always miss you. How are your younglings?'
'Busy. Very, very busy,' Kuroiko said with a sigh. 'Here. And I bet you've been busy yourself, eh? Gallavanting around the galaxy?'
'Not as much as you might expect,' Aoiko replied. She was halfway to leaning on the desk when her counterpart pushed a stack of papers into her hands. 'And what is this?' she asked.
'Work!' Kuroiko responded. 'If you're going to be enjoying my company, you have to pay for it!'
Aoiko's eyes sparkled at the other neko.
'And there you go again!' Kuroiko said, scoldingly. 'Learn! To! Smile! That's why you're not in a relationship, I bet!' She tossed Aoiko a spare pen.
'That is why I have been spared poor relationships,' Aoiko said, quite smugly.
'Hmph. So, what're you doing here, anyway?' Kuroiko asked. 'Not that I mind you showing up, but shouldn't you be in the field?'
Aoiko made a quick tch noise as she began leafing through the papers. 'Nearly the entire crew of the ship I was last on decided it was preferable to live with rebels and slavers,' she said. 'And there were samurai. I had to deliver an abandoned daisho to Tsuya-sama herself!'
Kuroiko whistled softly. 'Rough,' she said. 'So, gonna come back to us?'
'Perhaps. I have caught a liking to field-work, though. I heard the Eucharis wanted me.'
'Ooh, flashy!' Kuroiko said with a very wide grin. 'Get to work with the Princess. Every eye in the galaxy on you!'
Aoiko winced. 'Please, spare me,' she said. 'I hate high-profile work. You of all people should know that.'
Kuroiko giggled. 'Well, why not look up other covert assignments?' she asked, gesturing to the vastness of the archives behind her. 'There's no lack. Couldn't hurt to try, eh?'
'I think you may be right,' Aoiko mused. A faint sliver of a smile played over her lips for just an instant.