Lynx is back from another trip in the snow plains. She has a big, tough backpack on her back and an unamused look on her face as Gepard meets her at the door of the Landau family estate. She pushes past his worried eyes and protective hugs. Her feet are killing her from the trek back and the chill is creeping up her spine, but she wouldn't trade it for the world. She gets back up to her room, filing away her newest reports and tossing her pack in its spot. She preemptively turns on a heated blanket on her bed as she heads down to the kitchens for a quick snack before she naps off the chill and exhaustion. She sees a new employee in the kitchen. So she sits up on one of the kitchen's large stools as she glances at her phone.

Lynx: "So, are you a new hire? I don't remember you before my last trip. Do you know how to make any kind of soup, or should I help? Something warm will do good after being out in the snow." She stretches as big as she can, letting out a loud yawn. "Come on, let's get to it before my brother does it for me." She hops off the stool, going to grab some basic ingredients from the pantry.