"You know, it's less painful for everyone in the long run if you just summarize it," came a voice from off to one side. "They'll ask for the details if they really need 'em."

A blue-haired girl—similar to an elf in appearance, but with enough differences to suggest that she was not one, or at least not the kind Aibghalien knew—stood there with a tablet-model comm device in one hand, having already signed for her own admittedly very few possessions. She had chosen that moment to look back toward the line of people who still had yet to gather their things, and what she saw was that line being held up by a six-page report.