Sorting files, serving tea, and transcribing meetings? Of course, I'm at your disposal... Come to think of it, in my first mission, I also approached the target under the guise of a secretary. One week later, I'd hollowed them of all valuable intel, and torn their influence down to rubble.

If you don't trust me, you have permission to search my briefcase, and ascertain whether any data inside is critical to Rhodes Island. The Curio Collector's Guide to Antique Appraisal? Learning material for skills required under certain guises—nothing more, certainly not a personal interest. Pardon me if you wanted specifics, but no comment.

The Dublinn Feline, name of Harmonie. Her plan had a lot of moving parts, and almost went off without a hitch—shame she still left an opening. Even your smallest mistake can have irredeemable consequences, such is the cutthroat nature of intelligence work. Yes? Do I consider her an enemy? Hardly; there is no value in a spy whose identity is exposed.

I'm working on a puzzle... Sorry, please be quiet for a while; your voice is disturbing the pieces. A puzzle's answer is unique; do you solve it through incessant trial-and-error, or through calm analysis and a hold of every detail? Only morons would elect for the former... Well then, did you need me for something?

Inside the aristocrat's ballroom, you need to mind every gaze, to pry into or guard against one another. That is the battlefield the spy roams. It demands of us the proficiency to cruise through it, but I highly doubt anyone truly enjoys it.

I rarely make decisions based on emotion, but my saving a completely unrelated civilian was out of fear, it's true. It didn't amount to a mistake, Doctor, and it won't impact anything... War only showed me some of its spiny thorns, but I know It will crush every emotion we feel and every concept we hold

Rhodes Island's doctors constantly limit my usage of Originium Arts. Aside from ensuring my condition doesn't worsen, they must be concerned that I'll cause some sort of uncontrollable accident... You can put your worries to rest, I know my limits. But nevertheless, thank you for caring.

It was on a mission that an unanticipated explosion infected me with Oripathy. Of course, that mission was still a success... Why didn't I take cover? Doctor, a variable like that could impact the entire operation. But we could also accept it, and implement it as part of the plan.

Thanks to work reasons, I've met quite a few people as unique and interesting as you. And for those same work reasons, the 'me' they got to know has vanished. Is it a shame? No, it's just the piecing of a new puzzle. All that said, I don't plan to ditch my current codename, for the time being.

No pending intelligence work for the moment... What a rare break.

You'll have received personal correspondence from the Duke. I'll be stationed and active aboard under the codename Puzzle. No need to bother investigating me; I've handed you all personal information that's been made public.

This deployment is somewhat sloppy... or does it speak to your confidence in their individual abilities?

Doctor, you need caution when promoting intelligence workers. It may well add danger to your situation... But I'll let this one pass, seeing as you're affirming my work ability with it.

The last promotion wasn't that long ago... I appreciate your trust. Of course, if Rhodes Island is wishing to work on closer terms with any nobility I serve, I'd be willing to pass on the message.

Doctor, my public activity with Rhodes Island is better kept on the minimal end.

An intelligence worker in this position is barely a good fit... I have no reason to decline, naturally, if you have your own considerations.

Do you need me to tell you all, you seem like a pack of children at a holiday camp?

Within expectations.

Let's establish a code.

The intel work began long beforehand.

Probing the enemy's weak points, posthaste.

Be ready at a moment's notice for the info I send back.

Don't leave it written across your face.

Every look you take has value.

Every expression you make is an opening.

I can read you like an open book.

Such adaptability and command proficiency... I'm all too glad you're not my target.

Intelligence is the invisible scaffold, each battle merely following whatever course it lays out. With the boon of our preceding work, this victory should come as little surprise, Doctor.

Check for lost weaponry, cover all tracks, don't let anyone in the future discover what happened here.

A comprehensive plan must include a contingency for failure at every step. We're prepared, so evacuate ASAP... wait, destroy this intel before we leave.

If certain Victorian nobles decorated their residences the way you do, my work would be more than twice as difficult.

That's extremely rude.

I was out of practice with a few skills—it seems I can revise here.

Arknights.

Happy New Year, Doctor. I've never joined in with noisy parties like this before. Everyone's completely open about prying into each other's freshly sworn resolutions, writing what info they're sending to their recipients on postcards. To a degree, it's stupid... Are these every year? These kinds of parties, I mean.

Oh, I see it's you again, Doctor.

Puzzle.' It's the identity I've both kept the longest, and had the least motive to work under. Rhodes Island really is a strange place. What is it that makes you all gather here...? Doctor, I've already handed in my on-board continuance application to our superiors.