An Amicable Meeting

[Reeves]

With her response being what it was he silently gestured for her to follow along besides him, the bar was a deck below and it wouldn't be much more packed than this place was. As she vocalized her contemplation and even questioned him about it, he seemed to keep the same demeanor he'd had since they started speaking - a fine line between utterly passive and polite. "I told you before. I like seeing what choices people make when barriers and restraints are removed. I've done something similar many times in the past, provided someone with a figuratively loaded gun and then just watched what they would do it with it. Since you seemed determined to assure me that I wasn't a target for exploitation, I've simply put a litmus test out in front of you." It went without saying that her actions would reveal to him what her actual intent and inner workings were, as well as to whether she could truly be trusted or not. But this did cast a doubt on the fact of why he'd decided to break from the implied norm he himself just admitted to and revealed personal information instead of merely strategic.

As they entered a relatively clean and well maintained elevator to rapidly transit to the deck below, he decided to tackle her next assertion "No, I tend to tell your people little to nothing, with the little in those select cases being misdirections. Maybe I just wanted to see what would happen, maybe something you said struck a chord with me." A slight sway of his head from side to side substituted the need to shrug, his next words punctuated by the dull ding of the elevator as they came to a stop and the doors whirred open. "I hope it's not cruel of me to leave you wondering, since you seem to be doing so much of it in silence." He noticed, of course he did. Not only that, but he was ever so slightly cheeky about what he'd picked up on.

If chaos could ever pull itself together into the form of a man, then it would be him. Thoroughly unpredictable, but somehow not unpleasant.