Click. Clack. Click. Clack.
Nexus let the sound of her stiletto ankle boots slamming against the floor empty her head of all thoughts. She could not, would not, let herself break down. Not here. She was a Boss now, and she couldn't let anyone see her cry. It wasn't exactly that she cared what people thought; no, that wasn't it. What kept her on her toes was the idea that she HAD to uphold the reputation of the Vongola Boss. Each boss of this famous Mafia Family was known for either their courage, hard work, or strong personality, or even a combination of all three. Nexus refused to sully a reputation that came from generations of integrity and --
Nexus stopped in her tracks, a startled expression on her face. She saw a boy sitting outside the conference room, someone she had not seen before. She laughed inwardly at the sheer irony of the situation. Just because I want to look dignified doesn't mean I wanted to show my face to anyone just yet, she thought to herself. But nonetheless, it seemed she was being put to the test already. She rolled her shoulders back once more, hoping she looked confident and put-together. She tugged a small smile onto her face, approaching the boy further to stand over him.
"Hello there. What's a young boy like you doing in a place like this? You're always safe here, but I must admit that there are better places for children."
She knelt down next to him, her left knee and upper thigh exposed due to the length of her shorts. She pulled her black cape tight around her shoulders as she spoke again before he had a chance to, noticing that the boy was admiring a ring flame, Mist if she was correct.
"Is that a flame? So you must be in the Mafia. A Vongola member, perhaps...?" She asked with a certain level of apprehension, wondering if this young man was a part of her Family.