The next day the two sat outside the train station waiting for Silva’s new apprentice and her father. She was dressed in a formal blue dress unlike her normal attire and looked amazing despite the fact that she was nervous to the point that Scott looked worried for her. He himself though was dressed like he always had.

“Is your father really that scary?”

“No, but I don’t really want to be chewed out.”

“I see…”

“You see what?”

“Oh, just the consequences of your actions.”

“You little twat!” she exclaimed before slapping him in the back of the head.

“I may have deserved that but you also deserve being called out.”

“Do you want to stay as my apprentice or not, you ungrateful child?”

“Of course I do but you aren’t exactly the greatest role model.”

She sighed before looking back at him with the same innocent smile she had when they first met. “You may be right, but I still do my job better than most. Just please try and impress my father so he agrees.”

“Of course Silva.”

The train from Warwick arrived and with the flow of people rushing out the open door was a man and a small boy about Scott’s age. The man dressed in an average suit looked around for a moment before spotting Silva and guiding the young boy over.

“Silva! How are you?” the man said before giving her a hug.

“Father, I am doing well. And yourself?”

“Good as always, paperwork is as constant as the flow of the Nile.” he said.

“Father, this is Scott. I forgot to tell you and by the time I remembered it it was too late.”

“Don’t tell me that this child is going to marry you?”

“What? No! I inducted him into the Agency unofficially as my apprentice months ago and forgot to tell you in my reports.”

“... Well that would explain the sudden change in your writing style and the increase in your spending.” he said while pinching the bridge of his nose and shaking his head.

“Actually sir, she has been losing a lot of the money through gambling loss. I have been trying to stop her but she is persistent.” Scott interrupted.

“Scott? Why would you say that?” Silva said with an even more nervous face.

“So your gambling? I’m guessing it’s illegal betting then?” he said, cocking his eyebrow.

“Father, I can explain.”

“I don’t know why Mordred wanted you specifically stationed in London but I respect her judgement. As a father though I am disappointed. However, we will discuss that later. I am here to accompany your new apprentice. Meet Compton, he has already shown promise but is rather quiet.”

“Nice to meet you.” Compton said in a cold and hushed tone. Scott stuck out his hand to shake his but Compton ignored his attempt.

“Well, I hope we work well together Compton.”

“...”

“Now that we have gotten the formalities out of the way we should go somewhere where we can talk.” Silva’s father said.

“Of course, there is a good restaurant not too far from here.” Silva replied before leading the way to the restaurant. “You are so going to get an earful later.” she whispered to Scott as they walked. He just chuckled but didn’t exactly look forward to it.

The two adults sat at the bar while Scott and Compton sat near the window at a small table. Monty walked by and handed them each a platter of food. Compton, unlike before, seemed a little happier. He was still rather cold but at least he wasn’t completely hopeless.