"I-I just looked at him. I c-couldn't do… anything."
Liana voiced, bitting her finger nails as she paced back and forth in a room with Sylvia who was sitting and watching her.
"Liana, calm down," said Sylvia, a profound worry in her tone as she continued to watch Liana.
"I can't," Liana finally broke, her eyes glimmering as she looked Sylvia in the eye. "I had one job. Just one. Be a leader… and I watched my own comrade die without doing anything!" she yelled, tossing her cap on the ground and resting her back on the walking, sliding down to sit. "I'm a terrible person," she managed, voice barely above a whisper as she clenched her red hair tightly.
"No. No you're not." Sylvia sighed, understanding how Liana felt. It was her first time in such a role and she started it with a loss. Liana needed more than comforting to get herself together.
… …
Meanwhile...
Atrium of Founders.
Special Advisor's Office...
