And here we go. Haruka lets the others attempt to catch their host's attention, flicking her own eyes around the changes to the setting. What's at the end of the hall? More to the point, is there anywhere here the Enhanced in charge of this façade could be hiding?

"Take the left," she murmurs to Michiru. If they divide their attentions, maybe they can have the whole place covered and provide backup for the would-be negotiators. That should let them, in turn, focus on sweet-talking their new, ah, friend.

Her lips curve upward into the ghost of a smirk at that.