Hussaini pretended to not hear the Operative as he waited, instead he idly tapped his foot and looked around. After they finally made their way to the table, and made themselves "comfortable", he sat down himself on the opposite end. Slowly, he moved left and right before he finally found a perfect position, almost centered in respect to his guests, but closer to being across Elena. He laid his hands flat on the table, as if having nothing to conceal. He glanced to both of them before speaking.
"Of course. I invited you here, to offer you a choice." - His mouth curled into a half-smile and his pupils slowly dilated as he established eye contact with Elena. - "A choice between eternal mediocrity and eventual damnation on one hand, and between greatness and salvation on the other."
He tapped his index finger on the table several times, not breaking eye contact with Elena. - "I think we both know which choice is in your best interest."
