Hal was silent, and shook his head.

"Not EVERYONE." he said.

"Jordan is still under the effects and influence of Encrae, so she'll need to be quarantined away still." he told her. "And Aedan... is going to need a soul specialist to help her..." he muttered further.

"But. Other than those two, yes. Everyone's good now." he confirmed.

"Reeling from having themselves be made whole again so quickly... but all right, overall."

"Like I've been through the wringer." Hal responded.

"Like some part of me was torn apart, and then thrown back in." he went on.

"Quite frankly, I feel like I'm going to be reeling from this for a while now." he commented further.

"What about you?" he asked.

"How are you feeling right now?"

Hal just pinched the bridge of his nose, and muttered something under his breath, though Izzy heard it as 'beautiful...'.

"Then I need to find someone to take your place." he said.

"Thankfully, you and Jake are NOT my only security professionals." he stated. "That being said, not sure how many would be up for..." he started to say further, before pausing and thinking.

"I could just use a contracted security guard." he then mumbled.

"I DO know that Hollie is willing to lend out a guard or two in emergencies..."

"...if you say so." Hal responded.

"Thank you, Izea." he then said. "For your tireless efforts, now, in the past, just overall." he explained. "You're one of my most diligent and reliable employees." he continued.

"And I'll see to it that you are compensated accordingly." he assured her.

"I will try and find someone to relieve you decently soon, though." he then said.

"A couple more days or not, I intend to let you rest ASAP."

"Duly noted." Hal responded.

"But whether it's Mira, Jake, or someone I hire from a trusted source, I WILL make sure you can rest soon." he promised her.

With that, they said goodbye and he went back deeper into the building.

"I need to contact Syraene." he mumbled. "She's the only one that can help me end this lockdown." he reasoned.

"And I need to see if Vito is willing to work for me temporarily, and if she can spare him."

The one she was talking to nodded in response.

"I am." they responded.

"I will say, her mana and soul are very elegant and elaborate, but I am absolutely certain I can copy her, and fool anyone." he told her. "I am even certain I will be able to fool her significant other." he stated.

His tone was bland, lacking in a lot of emotion... except for one.

Confidence. Not cockiness like some others she had working for her, but confidence. She could tell this one was not making that statement hastily.

He was silent for a moment, and then nodded.

"Of course." he responded.

He then closed his eyes, took a deep breath, held it for a moment, and then let it out. As he did so, he seemed to change before her very eyes, until what she was was a perfect copy of the young woman that was his focus... right down to her arm markings.

"How is this?" he asked, his voice mimicking the woman's perfectly. "Does this satisfy you?" he asked further.

She had to admit, had she not seen it before her very eyes, and if he hadn't had her mana seeped inside of him... she probably wouldn't be able to tell the difference between him and the one he copied.

Not right away, at any rate.

He nodded in response.

"Of course." he responded.

He then turned and started to walk off, before pausing and looking back at her.

"Are you attempting to try and capture any of their souls again?" he asked. "Or has that protocol been scrapped?" he asked further.

"And you say to destroy the Unit, as well as whomever else I can reach." he then continued.

"Is that without prejudice?" he asked her. "Or are there some I should refrain from?"

"Of course." he responded, before continuing to leave the room.

As he did, the odd-skinned elf walked into the room and past him, looking at him, and then looking at the original that he had copied. The elf seemed a bit confused, but the boss lady looked unimpressed.

"Yes?" she asked in an exasperated tone.

"I was told to find you and deliver this report." he responded, handing her the papers.

And as he did so, he couldn't help but have certain thoughts floating through his mind. Was this still worth it? Had it EVER been worth it?

Meanwhile, the copy individual just smirked to himself, as he made his way through the halls.

"I guess it's time to cause a little chaos."