[Tilting his head back and forth a little in a non-committal gesture, Csevet makes a soft sound in his throat.]

Not just the financials, but all matters administrative. It is similar to our position before we arrived here.

[And a pause. Administrative assistant's assistant? Csevet visibly bristles, just a touch, and he makes a scoffing noise, glancing away from the device.]

We are no assistant. The proper name for our position is Administrative Coordinator.

[But the bristle softens significantly when Maia's name is mentioned, and Csevet's shoulders square, his chin lifts slightly.]

We are, in fact, from the Ethuveraz, where His Serenity is still Emperor, and shall be such again when we return.