Arnold dials the number of Lady Archon Twist, waiting for a response.
Twist glanced at the number flashing across her phone's screen before flipping it open and holding it to her ear.
"Hello."
"Good evening Reeve. Yes he has. We talked shortly after the meeting. He said he would be speaking to Erika in a few days- I would hope he has done so by now." Her tone held threats of anger if this was not the case.
"As of now he has not. I just encountered him in the Lily. I'll be taking him directly to the Seneschal when I leave, though."
"I see. Well I am dissapointed to hear that. Please let me know if any difficulties arise and you need me." The frown on her face was clearly heard in her voice.