Navuill walked in and settled into one of the new chairs at a meeting table meant for territory business with the ease of someone who'd done so before. Even though he hadn't had free time to come visit with his new duties and mostly sent letters, he had been to this office more than once over the years since it began to take its shape. Including to hand deliver the blade he had used during the Descent which his cousin had requested to keep hold of.
Taking the seat right beside him, more carefully, while propping her weapon case gently against the armrest… Rezzue's posture was excellent but not quite *comfortable*. She was growing back into herself and a sense of 'confidence' in who that was, but was finding all of it to be a slow thing in some respects. Made even more nervous by the fact that this meeting was with an extremely confident person in many areas of life - it felt like she was being introduced to Lirades er Yecine all over again.
