"Aren't you a little young to be a real agent?" Lindsey asked with an unimpressed look on her face, but still taking the offered chocolate anyway and stuffing it straight into her mouth. "My mum's down there," Lindsey added pointing an impossibly chocolatey hand towards Sasha in the crowd. "Sasha Fontwell, she was a floater but she's personnel now and trains lots of young agents."

There were far more words that were rendered unintelligible by the quantities of chocolate in her mouth, but eventually she managed to form them again. "I'm going to be a great agent one day, I've already been on lots of missions," she finished, somewhat deliberately failing to point out that lots meant two, and that on both occasions she'd snuck onto a mission without her parents permission and had gotten into rather large amounts of trouble afterwards.

((She's eight. From what I've seen of Mina she may know some of this, so here's the exposition: She was born in Headquarters to Agents Steven and Sasha Fontwell, who have been agents since 2011 and had spent some time in the nursery before that.))

Sasha stepped aside, rolling her eyes and offering Carlisle the face that was usually only reserved for Steven when he was in trouble.

"Well, it's always nice to meet an agent with manners," she muttered under her breath, turning her attention to the float where Lindsey was still talking to the young agent.