We have a problem
Osho and Ellie arrived at a fairly small meeting room within the building.
There, Mrs Jane, Kurt, and the others, Stephen, and Lady Haggai all sat. They seemed to be discussing some mundane topics, but when the two arrived, they all gestured for them to sit.
Osho watched curiously as he and Ellie took their seats. He had an idea of what the conversation would be about, but he didn't fully know the details, so he waited patiently to be addressed.
"How are you, Osho?" Mrs Jane asked, her voice noticeably softer than usual as she stared at him.
Osho smiled.
"Well my brain doesn't feel like it's biting the curb anymore, and I did what I wanted to do. So I'd say I'm alright." He replied with a chuckle.
Mrs Jane just nodded before addressing the rest of the table, more specifically, Osho and his friends.
