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[ Well, he was in the sewing club and she met him at a fabric store. He's a creative type, which is all the more appealing. ]

I do admit while we're managing, it's just that. We want to do more to establish ourselves while coming up with creative and progressive solutions, though we are slightly limited given our size.

[ And the competition. Stark's likely got more imPorts working for him and they aren't just ordinary imPorts either. He's got geniuses on board and those minds are constantly churning out something. ]

So, my next question would be: when can I schedule you for a face-to-face interview? I'd love to have one with you at my office.

[ Super geniuses... what can you do with them? Or without them. Iori works the more creative end of the spectrum, but Karen might be surprised to learn just how much of what he'd done was scientific research - and, as an extension, involved experimentation on both humans and life fibers.

Not that he'll mention it here and now, let alone over an open channel. He's aware that what's acceptable in one set of circumstances, what was part of the need in steeling himself per Lady Satsuki's wise words against the harshness of what must be done for the greater good, is not going to come across well in other situations and circumstances.

Regardless, a face-to-face interview, and the challenge of working with much less than he has in the past... ah. As Inumuta and Gamagori have both said, there are more things here than life fibers.

... Though come on, he wasn't done researching those either. ]

My schedule's flexible at the moment. The contract I'm involved with is more concerned with deadlines than day-to-day reports on progress.

[ Actually, he ignores the worried phonecalls. One of the paid volunteers is a certified meddling worrywart. ]

Are you available on Good Friday? That's the third next week. Say... eleven-thirty in the morning?

[ There's a thoughtful hum on his end, and the sound of a page flipping. He's making sure, but... ]

If Good Friday works for you, then yes, I'm available at eleven-thirty in the morning.