Freeport 10 - Quirks of Fate

[Remnant]

"Mmhm." Nodding her head slightly in response to Jack being her brother.
"Well, isn't that excellent. I'm not taking shots at your own personal drive, nor at what you do. Though being completely honest with you, I think your 'greater issues' might be a little more important than regaining contact with me. I'm glad that we're able to sit down and talk for a little while I suppose, but what are you trying to accomplish?"
Reaching down to the food of the chair, she pulls a tablet from the bag she had brought with her. Setting it down on the table. Folding her hands.
"There is no need to kill anyone. Her.. 'assets' most likely had other things on their plates. - So what makes me a priority right now? I haven't destroyed anything last I checked. In fact, it's my job to prevent that from happening in the first place when it comes to information or assets."
Tapping on the tablets surface twice. The screen lighting up. Showing a picture of a female in a cell.

"I don't think i'm going to be going back with you to see Rosie, though I won't stop doing my job either. This person's name is Christina Snow."
Clenching a fist. Leaning forward slightly.
"She.. passed away as of late. If you want to know what happened to me, one of your hostages are gone. You only have one remaining. I suggest that she's looked after when it comes down to it. Keep Ivy alive if she's in any trouble, and i'll continue doing my thing. As for the slight absence of mine, there hasn't been anything that I needed to concern myself with. People are not dying at the rate that they used to be. I've done my job properly."

Shaking her head. "No thanks. I have some water in my bag, enough juice for today."