With her neighborly meeting across the channel complete the next leg of her Journey had already been planned and her Itinerary set. She would now be going across the ocean, across the Thaumantic, to attempt and negotiate an better market position in the greater Germania region. This leg of the trip she would not have the extra baggage of extra personnel, this was all for her. She waited on the Tarmac in Welmonton alone in the small jet. The others had already left and made their journey home, she would probably see them again for another stretch of the diplomatic meetings on her agenda. Eiffelland-Retalia was viewed as a much safer, free society, that perhaps would have more economic prospects and interest alignment than the Isles neighbors. She sipped on a glass of scotch, looking at all the paperwork spread across the table in front of her. The industrial prospects, the improvement that securing a favorable trade deal here could lead towards the interior of the Germania region. The jet began to take off as she continued to enjoy her drink, it wouldn't be the only drink on her flight, odds are she would nod off in the seat with a drink in front of her and all her paperwork by the time they would land in Tibur.