Almost if on cue, the door burst open. "Hello, Etta!" Aram grimaced; he would recognize that voice anywhere. The figure, tall with a cap of slightly unkempt blond curls, strode into the room. Etta brightened immediately at the sight of him.
"Hello, Neo." His salute to her was so jaunty that she didn't bother to return it, opting to giggle instead. Aram would have rolled his eyes if it were anyone else, but... not for Neo. It had been Neo, after all, who had saved him, back before he'd become a Sentinel himself.