As much as it irked Noah to be dumped in Garden for being an 'invalid' he had to admit it was probably the best choice. He had promised to go easy on himself, and he still wasn't quite recovered from his poker game with death. That didn't mean he had to like it. By any means. Well, at least he could still do something moderately useful.

He snagged the collar of one of the SeeDs scurrying through the hallway and pulled his authoritative voice. "Take me to whoever is currently in charge. We've got tactis to discuss."

A few mintutes later he'd been guided to what appeared to be an office on the second floor. He kno ked politely before quietly entering the room, surprised to find Miss Trepe focused intently on her Skyphone, likely for status updates fromthe parties inside.

"Admittedly, when I had said I wished to meet you in person I had planned it to be in more fortuitous circumstances."