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Life had been going on as normal. Well. His life had, at least. Couldn't really say much about anyone else's. He had been completely focused on his work as of late, ever since he had been studying the recently unearthed artifacts. So when he had gotten the letter, it had surprised him more than it usually should.

After reading it a few times, he was pretty sure that it had been addressed to the wrong person. A child, him? Really? That was just...well. Wouldn't be the first choice for a parent ever. But still, should at least go to the lab and try and straighten it out, right?

So he found himself standing at the front desk of a lab, feeling rather out of place and wondering what, exactly, he was doing there.

Angra seemed to be rather startled by the sudden appearance of the woman, and awkwardly cleared his throat and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose before reaching into his pocket and pulling out the letter he had received.

"Aah, yes, I..." he fumbled to unfold the letter and smooth out the creases in it. "This letter? I'm not quite sure..." He trailed off, looking up from the paper at the woman expectantly.

Pay to...take them? Well. That was...interesting. And strange.
He clearly hadn't been around this place long enough to realize the seemingly common occurrence of people ending up with children through odd means.
"Ah...right, uh.." He looked back down at the paper, then back up at the woman, looking between the two several times. "Child. Right. So, how exactly...?"

"I....uh" His mind ground to a halt, unable to quite comprehend exactly what she was telling him. Of course the look on his face was answer enough. Should probably just go and bring him one, then, might not get much of an answer in regards to that for awhile.

Well. The fact that the woman apparently in charge seemed to be a bit nervous didn't quite help much. So he stood there, fidgeting as he waited, until he heard footsteps and...hooves? That couldn't be right.

The little girl looked up at the man, waiting for something to happen. Was this the person who was supposed to be taking her...somewhere? She wasn't quite sure as to where that place was, but it was somewhere else.

After a few minutes of inspecting the other person (Angra having squatted down so that he was at eye-level with the girl), he finally held out his hand, and it was shaken with the utmost of solemnity by the small girl.

Yes, this just might work.

""I don't think that will be necessary," he said as he stood up, smoothing out the front of his pants almost habitually. Right. Bring her back soonish. Can do. "Is there anything else I should know?"