Mirai came into the room tucking his shirt in his trousers and looking ever more dubious. He stepped aside. Leaned against the wall. Buttoned his collar and fixed his pin. He was playacting subserviently for the staff before him. A person so concerned for the situation that he arrived early. He didn't talk or make idle conversation.

He kept his counsel and instead chose to watch the gathering silently, and returned his attention to his collar.