"I am NOT talking about that."

Kaama immediately objected to the idea of discussing his complicated relationship with Nova. Not only was it disrespectful to him, it was also a hard subject to talk about.

"And who are you even to ask me those kinds of personal questions? It's not right to talk about people behind their backs, and I'm not a fan of gossip."

The man's expression changed quickly. It shifted from shock at Kaama's outburst, to embarrassment and finally to anger.

He barely contained himself from throwing the wine glass, instead opting to slam it down on the table.

"What do you mean who am I? Don't fuck with me, you already gave me coffee burns and I could have you sued for that!"

"Don't fuck with you? I don't even know who you are!"

The room became silent again. With only white noise from the mechanical appliances and rain hitting the windows providing ambience.

Kaama's mind quickly went through a catalogue of Stheno Corp. representatives that he knew, and frankly he couldn't name a single one. You could say Stheno Corp. wasn't popular in this part of the galaxy.

He stared intensely as the representative sat down.

"... I am Stheno Madoka."

I have made a huge mistake. Kaama thought to himself.