In The Rough

[Omi]

Siobhan's gaze slipped from Morreti once more, joining his in staring out onto the cityscape below. In the grand scheme of things, the scale of Ramsey was still rather small, but for the Xeno movement it represented an unprecedented hub of industrial activity.

"Why are you here?" she asked, her eyes tracing over the mass of people at work below. "I don't know you -- never known anyone like you -- and I ain't got a clue exactly how an' why you wound up tied so intrinsic'lly to our cause."

The measure of caution to her bearing was slowly slipping, syllable by syllable. She had started this meeting with deliberately guarded intent, but every snake with enough sense knew when the time for a slow, safe approach had slipped away.

"'Cause let me be clear, I'm gonna bet you know a hell of a lot more about me an' mine than what anyone has to say about you." Siobhan rounded on him then, the tension in her frame more evident than ever. "I ain't denyin' what you've accomplished out there -- anyone kin see that -- but what I ain't seein' or hearin' from someone is the motivation behind it."

She paused then, intent on giving the cobra a chance to reply -- her reaction making it clearer than ever that she expected a certain weight to the answer.

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