An Amicable Meeting

[Reeves]

The most minor makings of a smile sparked out for a moment with the removal of the mask. And for a moment, he considered removing his as well, though its visibility was likely not so readily apparent. "Are you hungry or would you just like something to drink? I hadn't planned for anything beyond a chat, our schedules being what they are at the moment." Though he had effectively answered her question with another question, which was hardly an efficient way to progress a conversation under normal circumstances, it gave her options. Having taken the risk to come aboard a station the Xenos predominantly made use of, it only seemed fair.

"Of course if neither of those prospects interest you, I can only imagine you're here for a select few reasons. And if that happens to be curiosity or interest in perspective on things from where I stand, then fire away and I'll answer." The words were an invitation but also came across as a warning, conveying an unspoken disclaimer that she shouldn't ask about anything she didn't want to know about. The only things he intended to meet questions with would be the truth, however ugly it was.