“I tend to fly a lot for business trips, yes.”, Altair said, making a lazy motion towards the sky. “If you need assistance with your fears, perhaps I could schedule something outside of my meetings, if that is suitable for you.”
Altair quickly checks his watch, before gripping Valentin’s wrist and swiftly pulling them towards a nearby helipad, one already conveniently landed there. “In fact, I have time now! I have not piloted anything in a long, long time but I assure you I will be able to quell your fears in no time!”
The normally cold and uninterested man seems to be a lot more animated talking about planes and his interest in them, almost ecstatic looking.
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In the cold, above-cloud level conference room, Altair has shifted his gaze back to the majority of people, after a lengthy debate about the logistics of a freak accident. “Yes, now, I am searching for anyone who might know a... particularly dangerous coworker. There is a hero just down the street looking to cause trouble, so I could use another one of our kind to kindly show them how business goes here.”
His eyes eventually settle on you.