The Fan and the Flame VIII

I pretended not to be impressed by the Order of Brim headquarters. I was very impressed. After leaving my things in an empty bedroom, I was escorted to a closed door, which my escort knocked on.
After a moment, the door opened, and the soldier ushered me inside. I found two people watching me: a muscular earth genasi behind the desk, and a proudly-smiling high elf in front of it.
"Sanctity Veretta," the earth genasi said. "Welcome to the Order of Brim. This is Azalea." They gestured to the high elf. "She will show you around and assist you with anything you need. She'll be like your older sister here."
I looked skeptically at Azalea. She waved.
"Fine," I said. "When does training start?"
The earth genasi frowned, but before they could say anything, Azalea spoke up. "Tomorrow morning. Here, I'll show you where the mess is. We can grab some food before the rest of the tour." She stood and patted my shoulder. I pulled back.
"Food, then tour. Great. We should go, then." I started for the door.
Azalea cleared her throat. "Wait till you're dismissed."
I signed and looked back at the earth genasi, who was still frowning. Silence hung over the room for a few moments.
"You're dismissed," they said finally. I left the room, Azalea trailing behind.