Crimson Flame

[Tabris]

As the man walked towards him and greeted him Ben nodded, still clutching the box under his arm as he adjusted his glasses. The former Coalition officer gave a slight nod as a drink was suggested, looking the Cretan directly in the eyes he lets out a small sigh.

"Don't underestimate the tenacity of the Commissariat, they have ways of digging up that which doesn't want to be found." he gently warned, having been formerly in charge of the Commissariat he knew their capabilities quite well...To underestimate them would be a grave mistake.

"A drink sounds good about now, while Manhattan is a nice place to hide, it's rather lacking in proper liquor.' he commented, pushing the glasses back to the bridge of his nose as they had a tendency to slide off over time.