Achilles wasn't sure what to expect when Charybdis walked into his office. He was in a rather good mood, so things should fare far better than they would have a week ago.
There was a moment where after the knock and he ushered her in with a command that he starred rather aghast. The girl was small, extremely tiny. Had he been able to hear her thoughts he would have asked the same thing. There was relatively nothing frightening about her. Then again, Achilles didn't fear much, if anything at all. His arrogance controlled any disapproving thoughts that would have made him a fearful man.
Signing off a few papers given to him by his agent, Achilles sat back in his seat, arms resting behind his head with assurance. "Charybdis," he said with a questioning brow. It was still rather difficult to piece together. This was the sea monster of legend?