You knock on the door to Re-L's office, the sound cutting through the tense silence of the hall. Inside, you can hear the subtle shift of movement as Re-L is pulled from her thoughts. After a brief pause, there’s a sigh, barely audible.

"Come in," her voice rings out, sharp and commanding, leaving little room for hesitation.

As you step inside, you see Re-L seated at her desk, her posture rigid, but your eyes quickly catch a glint of silver in her hand—she’s holding a small pendant, fingers brushing over it as if it holds significance. Beside her, a few documents lie scattered, their contents just out of view. With a quick motion, she slips them back into her desk in a discreet manner.

Her blue eyes meet yours, cold and unreadable, her expression betraying nothing but professionalism, though a hint of impatience lingers in the air.

"This is Inspector Re-L," she says curtly, her tone firm with a certain edge in her voice. "What do you want?"