[Look at you, Kimi, all sweet and sensible. Ginia smiles at the kiss. Her hand covers his hand, closing around his fingers. She leans her cheek into his palm, finding calm in the moment. She continues to hold onto him as she signs, signs smoother with the ease of someone who has done this all her life.]

Right, showing up after the bluntest email demanding information about the masks. I'm amazed you agreed to talk at all. Was Unmi there as muscle?