True to her word, Aïleen had come to the Chapterhouse first thing in the morning with several sheets printed in a neatly organized folder, and an USB stick. Those were all stacked in her laptop satchel, and she was reading a book about Bloodline variations in the Library while waiting for Korvin Angustri to come.

She wondered if she would get used to this feeling of trading favors. The Mekhet thought she could, yes.
Jaqen