The 8th floor was quiet, as per usual. That was always the best part about it; the silence it had in comparison to the chaos of the other floors.

Within one of the various rooms on this floor was a singular Replika, hard at work sorting through the masses of reports and various paperwork he had been left with. For any lesser unit, this would have looked like a nightmare. For Adler, this was undoubtedly his element.

For the Administrator, sorting through all of this work was hardly a task that could be considered inconvenient, his squinted eyes scanning through everything with a carefulness and efficiency that wouldn't be found anywhere else. That was definitely nice, too; no one did it better than he did. The ADLR couldn't help but find a small smile coming to his face at his own thoughts, though it fell away just as quickly, replaced by a soft hum as he continued his work.

He would soon find himself interrupted by the sound of the door to his office sliding open, his gaze lifting from what his work to look towards whoever it was. "Hm—?"