Eyes and Ears

[Byron]

Elena nodded at him after their hands had parted. The voice this Operative had was giving her slight shivers, as it sounded completely unharmonic and somewhat unhuman. Seeing as Troy would abruptly leave the scene, she turned her head around and followed him with her eyes until the darkness had soaked up his tall figure, mumbling silently. "God dammit Troy, you little bastard. Thanks for nothing."

She turned her head around again to face the helmet of the operative again, who was still looking at her in a rather intriguing way, waiting for an answer. While scanning his body up and down a few times, she said: "So so, an additional risk to people I know you say? These people you are probably talking about already have enough risks that have to be dealt with, one more or less wouldn't make a difference." She made a little pause, sorting her already confused and chaotic thoughts for a second or two before continuing. "Anyways, I still agree, maybe it's better to not know who you are. However, as you said that we could be endangered working with you if we knew your identity, I still must ask myself why."

Elena quickly looked over to Sarah, seeing how she had reacted to the speech of the Operative. Then she went on. "I for my part don't need to know your identity, but if Ms. Fenn over there has a different opinion, I might change mine as well. Be aware though that whatever job you are going to offer us, we will check in which way it could benefit us - or not, and then decide whether we want to accept it. I hope your contracts won't endanger us as much as your face would do." At the end, she smiled slightly at him, standing there with both arms hanging slightly to their sides instead of having her arms crossed.