Up at the head of the room, there is now a trio of black desks. The center desk is nearly surrounded by a small crowd of people, more black blazers with KFK I.D. Amy walks as far as the desk on the left and sees Kurushima Jussai seated at the center desk, apparently giving orders to the troops. His Japanese is far too fast and fluent for her to catch more than a few scattered words, and nothing whatsoever of content.