This time Zero did not lose focus. He stared back into his eyes and took in every word, making sure it was crystal clear in his mind. His hands formed a small finger pyramid on the table.
"I find such terms... acceptable. However, I will not risk my own neck by securing a contract until we know for certain our ideological differences will not come into conflict. I would like to run some trial shipments from both sides. We will bring Nox, you will bring weaponry. Should this, after some time, prove to be trouble free, we can talk more long term deals and contracts."
His voice was stern, he wanted to make sure he was understood and there was little room for misinterpretation. Within a few moments the entire mood of the talks had soured and one could feel the heat of the conversation rise.
"Given what has just been revealed, I'm sure you understand my caution, and I'd expect a great deal of caution on your part as well. It shows one relies on their instincts, which is an essential part of this trade - something I am sure you know well, oui? Do you find these terms acceptable?"
