Doctor, do all these files need to be filled out by today? It's just, with this much left... so be it, I'll help you out. If we sort this out together, it shouldn't eat into our break hours.

When I decided to violate orders and act independently, I was expecting a severe reprimand. What I never predicted was that Mr. Executor would recommend me here…

Doctor, do you know if there's anywhere to borrow storybooks here? Operators at the Medical Department have asked me to care for the children under treatment, and I'd like to read them a tale or two.

The Notarial Hall employs more than just field executors; there's plenty of civil service posts. I actually aspired for one in the first place, but when it came to the evaluation, I accidentally... um, collapsed a few rooms in the examination venue, which got me put in my current position.

I don't rue leaving Laterano; it was my own choice. There's so many places I'm still not familiar with, but I feel that being able to see the breadth of Terra like I am now is more than worth it.

The Sankta ability to perceive each other's states of mind is common sense to us, not something that needs real elaboration. But I'm sad to say, at some point, I suddenly realized I lost that reciprocation with my own people. It wasn't any physical disease, I just... began to think.

Stop, Doctor! Phew. You took the wrong cup—that's the espresso I brewed for myself, with no sugar. Yours was the one next to it. Sorry, I assume it was too bitter? ...It's fine, it tastes great? A—Alright, I'm glad you like it.

Doctor, could you lend me your comms device for a moment? I usually turn my comms off after work, and don't get any messages. ...There we go, I've granted you emergency contact privileges. You can get in touch with me whenever for whatever, this way.

You seem to be having plenty of fun. Yes, I can tell. Joy, sorrow, anger... emotions can propagate between all of us, regardless of what city or race we come from. When you're happy, it's no wonder I can sense it too.

Doctor, are you still awake? It's just a little longer now. We can be on break once this work's done. Here, I have your coffee.

Hello, I'm a dispatch at Rhodes Island via a transfer agreement with the Notarial Hall. A codename? Let's think... You can call me Enforcer. Here's the files pertaining to the agreement. I'll be counting on you to show me the ropes.

Brilliant. It'll be quick for me to adapt to this combat style.

A promotion... Is this going to impact my specific working hours?

Maybe it's immature of me to approach things this way, but every step I've taken up to today is of my own choosing, and I'm satisfied with that. Doctor, thank you so much for watching over me all this time.

A new mission? Understood.

If we run into any contingency situations, I will independently judge how to proceed.

The sooner we're out, the sooner we're on break.

Do we have to compensate for damages incurred in combat?

By your order.

Enforcing.

This battle is by no means out of animosity.

We all simply have differing viewpoints, no more.

This is as far as you go.

A struggle with an ideal to support it is far from meaningless.

I will hear you all out afterwards.

Be careful not to fall from here, everyone.

They have what they uphold, and we have ours. Thank you for the willingness to realize, Doctor.

Mission complete. Good work, Doctor. Let's take a good break once we're back.

The ones who ran—did they give up? Or, maybe...

No need to be so dejected. We can still try again.

So these are the renowned Rhodes Island dormitories? Very... well, frugal.

Careful! You could've spilled the coffee.

I wear eyemasks while I'm on break, so I can only tell you all apart by your footsteps. Was that just now... the Doctor?

Arknights.

This is my first time welcoming in the New Year somewhere beyond Laterano. There's still plenty of places I'm not used to, but I've tried so many things I never tried before, and that... feels pretty good. Happy New Year, Doctor.

Want some coffee, Doctor?

There are so many fellow Sankta aboard Rhodes Island. The sympathy might be missing, but I can see the joy and blessing on their faces as plain as day. Is it because they've all found a goal worth devoting themselves to here? If so, Doctor, I'll appreciate any future guidance you have for me.