Disappointment did fortunately not prevent Ginger to heed his request, removing her foot from the bat's shoulder, and telling him to follow her. Brandon had already seen she was graceful, but apparently she was acrobatic as well... Quite the acrobat himself, the Kelvic could already picture some possibilities, though he dismissed the thoughts immediately. This was not the time for that, even though he found himself in the right place. He chuckled briefly, following in the woman's wake. In a room like this, not even that crowded, a thief used to packed market squares had no trouble moving about.
Soon, they reached a door, and the bat was left alone for a bit, presumably so the person in charge could be notified of his arrival, and informed of whether he was armed or not, that kind of thing. Probably. If he were human he probably would have placed an ear against the wood to try and eavesdrop, but there were curious people around. And as a bat, Brandon had a better sense of hearing than most. However, all he could detect were two muffled voices. Distinctly female, and one of them was Ginger's. Sadly, they were either speaking quietly or the door was blocking out most of the noise, because Brandon couldn't understand a word. Then again, he also didn't speak Nari -which they were using, so to hear- so it wasn't as if he'd understood a word if he'd actually been able to hear them clearly.
The sound of a door closing could be heard, and the bat frowned slightly, aware it had come from inside. A back room in the office? Or whatever awaited him behind that first door. A chair was pushed back, or so it sounded, and footsteps approached. Brandon wiped the frown off his face, and waited for Ginger to come back out, inviting him in. The Kelvic nodded, and stepped inside, eyes flicking from side to side for a moment, scanning his surroundings. As to be expected, the whole room bathed in a woman's scent, said scent obviously belonging to the one leaning against the desk. So it was an office after all.. Brandon wondered, then as his eyes darted over the woman's figure swiftly, he was struck with a strange feeling of recognition, of familiarity.
Instantly the faintest of frowns rippled on the bat's forehead, disappearing as quickly as it had come. This woman... she really felt... as if he'd known her for some time... What was her name again? She had an eyepatch... and black streaks in her red hair... made her look wild. Brandon was certainly not against wild. Though he did believe he'd remember someone who wore an eyepatch- no, no he wouldn't. Visual features didn't really stick around in his mind unless he'd seen the person a lot of times... It was their scent, and their voice Brandon used to recognize people... So why hadn't he recognized either? He couldn't link a name to her scent, nor her voice. Her appearance didn't really give him any clues either...
“Oh? Uhm? Have we... by any chance... met before?” the bat queried, more than just a little distracted, frowning heavily by now. She knows my name... his mind added, And my position... The latter is to be expected, I'd imagine the whole of Wind Reach has heard of the foreigner who teaches Yasi martial arts. But my name? Someone must have told her... Did I? No, I can't remember meeting her... Then again, it could have been during an insanely drunk night at the Inclement... But that didn't make any sense to him. This feeling... it felt older than that. Much older. Older than the season and a third he'd been here... Lhavit then? Had he met her in Lhavit? Didn't seem likely. True, there were a couple Inarta living in Lhavit, he'd met a few, but the Unforgiving was a harsh place to cross. He'd experienced that for himself. She could have gotten a ride on a Wind Eagle.
Argh! He couldn't think like this! This was too distracting! How long had he been just standing there, frowning, rubbing his chin, crossing his arms with his head cocked? A chime? A couple ticks? More? The question is, why would she come to Lhavit? his brain reminded him of the problem What do they have in Lhavit that they don't have here? Many things, but probably nothing an Inatra would be interested in... Hmm. Though... I wasn't in Lhavit for much longer than a year, was I? Indeed, he'd arrived during the Summer of 513AV, and he'd left on the first day of Spring of 515AV... A year and a half. Even if he'd met this woman when he'd just arrived in Lhavit, it did not make any sense. Why did he get the feeling he'd known her for far longer than that? Kalinor was just a ridiculous option; Brandon hadn't seen many women there that were not Symenestra, and besides, those were times he barely spoke to strangers. Not to mention he usually only stepped outside in bat form, or to train with his mother. It did not make any petching sense!
Confused, the bat rubbed his temples, and he pinched the bridge of his nose. Impossible! Im-petching-possible! How can I have met this woman in Kalinor? Before Kalinor then? That would make some sense, time-wise. Only... There was no before Kalinor! I wasn't even born yet! Why?! How? What is going on! This is impossible! I've never met this woman before! The bat's frown turned into a scowl, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly. This situation was rather familiar; truly familiar. He'd experienced something like this before... in Lhavit. Now what? Be clear on the matter and make her aware he knew? Or just play dumb? The latter might prove less detrimental for business purposes... though he truly hated that magic -what else could she be doing? He had no other explanation- even more than auristics. He loathed it probably just as much as Animation.
However, the bat composed himself, returning his expression to a more neutral one. “Ah. Pardon me. I was lost in thought, remembering something rather … unpleasant,” he half-lied, “you were saying?”