“There you are!” 

Delight crosses Nalini’s face, and she races down the few stairs that separate the two to throw her arms around Talia. It is perhaps not a well-thought out action. No sooner as she hugged Talia, she has to let go, grabbing her friend’s wrist with one hand, and the banner on the stairwell with the other to stop them both toppling down into the hallway below. 

“Oh. Whoops.” She lets out a giggle of a laugh, and once steading, keeps a hold of Talia’s hand, tugging her up the stairs. “Oh, I’m so glad you made it. Come on up. Delysia is here, and Aurelie, obviously. So many people came!” She continues babbling, her mood more akin to one celebrating their birthday than someone forced to stay indoors to avoid mafia bullets. 

“How’s the office, anyway?” She glances over her shoulder as the ascend the stairs to the apartment. “I hope you’re not working yourself too hard. You know how I feel about working too hard.”