Granted, she gave herself the fact that this was one of the few times she'd been in the ministry, so getting slightly lost was a possibility, not that she was lost. More the fact that the lift to get to level nine should be utterly destroyed for a more proper mode of transportation that wasn't so jerky, or at least individualized so people weren't completely obliterating her space bubble. Nevertheless, being on time was mandatory.

Since people were already present, Tahnia quietly slipped into the nearest seat. There would be none of that coffee or pastry offerings, since they looked gross anyway, but more along the lines of inspecting who was already there. Like the department head who her cousin had more or less married.