While he remained deep in thought and dark, Director was still listening to Kaamil's description attentively. As the boy spoke, Director thought it would be wise to pick a pen and write down the information Kaamil was giving him. This would ultimately lead the research party — which was on its way — to finding Kaamil's brother. The students were drilled to search according to descriptions and pictures, so looking for treasure or for missing people was no problem.
"I see..." he said quietly as he finished writing, to let Kaamil know he'd heard everything. While it seemed sudden that Kaamil knew where his brother was, even if only vaguely, Director didn't question him. It wasn't an unusual trait, really, for certain students to share bonds that could let one another know where they were.
What happened after Director finished writing surprised him. Shortly after he'd put the pen down, he felt a gentle hand resting on his shoulder. He blinked and looked up to see Kaamil there, showing some care and comfort. Director stared at Kaamil for a moment, the clock-eye ticking slowly. There was surprise in his eye, but there was also curiosity.
"Ah, yes... Unfortunately," he finally spoke, sighing quietly.
As the two talked, there was suddenly a distortion. A small portion of the office started to warp, twisting and turning as if something were trying to break through a barrier to enter the office. Slowly, forms started to form from within the vortex, twisted and broken as the portal itself. At one point, the shapes became clearer, to eventually reveal Director's fox carrying somebody on its back. Its eyes were opened all over its body, and it stepped out of the twisted vortex, with its passenger on its back.
He was dressed lightly, with a simple sleeveless top and pants. He had a huge heavy-looking ring around his neck, a bandana wrapped nicely around his forehead, and his hair shiny and flowing into a long ponytail. A small pair of gloves and your average shoes completed the outfit. As he stepped off the fox, Kaamil would be able to see his face looked slightly green, as if he felt nauseous. If he did, however, he tried not to let it show on his expression.
After the vortex disappeared and the fox arrived with the passenger, Director looked over at them.
"This is Dashore," he introduced right away, inviting Kaamil to familiarize with the newcomer.
"He is one of our best Radars. The cold regions can be extremely dangerous, but Dashore should find your brother in no time," Director explained, nodding towards Dashore and handing him the note on which Kami's description was written.
"I trust you won't disappoint me, Dashore." There was a clear change of tone as Director spoke to Dashore: blunt and strict. Director was not unable to care for his students and his employees, but he could certainly make the rules and the missions crystal clear.
Without needing any more information, Dashore just quietly walked over and took the piece of paper from Director's hand.
"Crystal clear, sir," he replied, nodding, before turning to Kaamil. He sized down the boy before suddenly shuffling Kaamil's hair.
"Hey there, kid!" he greeted, showing Kaamil a hand.
"You can sleep with your eyes closed tonight. I'm going to find your bro, no problem," he assured with a grin, plastered on his still slightly nauseous-green face.
"As you've heard, I'm Dashore. What's your name?" And here was yet another friendly fellow residing at the Academy. Still, it was common courtesy to get comfortable with your clients.