"So you do remember me. Now you even got a face to my voice." She turned over to the table and moved closer. With a quick move she swung herself on top of the table, taking a seat at a higher position. Amélie wasn't doing this without reason, she wanted to position herself above the Bretonian, displaying that she had the upper hand, even if her physical form was weaker than the one of Steiner. Her hand started to move to her head, stroking through it again to remove any hair that had fallen in front of her eyes. Her sight now wandered over to Steiner, who was sitting notable lower than Amélie.
"Now we can start, 'Sir'." She cleared her throat, politely holding her hand in front of her mouth, before she continued. "First off, tell me something about yourself. And skip your life story, I want to know your affiliation, rank and full name." She was still not showing any emotions and keeping cold as a stone. She moved her legs a bit and positioned one above the other and positioning her hands on her thighs. The sunlight that entered the room through the window let her gun shimmer in different colors, revealing the matt inscription on her gun. The inscription was written in french but could be translated to "As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil, for the valley belongs to me, as do the shadows."
