(( OOC: I haven't forgotten the meme, I just can't miss out on this! And many apologies for the incoming tl;dr '''OTL ))
[ It isn't Sasha's normal day of "work", but she did offer Sentience her help in getting the Devil's Compass back up. She also had a few days to sort out her thoughts: she had been the cook at the bar even before she had joined the Defense Force, and it was only out of good will with Greed that she had decided to join. Tyki Mikk was another case.
She wasn't blind to the Watch List once she had seen it; but she stayed nonetheless, not for Tyki but for the people who have come to enjoy themselves at the bar, and, well: for the memories and other people she had come to associate with the place. Her "boss" is at least gentlemanly with her, but once the reports came in, she knew she had to be more careful. She will not avoid him -- as gods are wont to do, she will give Tyki his chances.
Coming up with a basket that smells deliciously of cheese, tomato and herbs, and a lingering aroma of coffee clinging to her clothes. She approaches her boss, displaying some newly acquired vocabulary -- ]