[She's very serious. Serious enough she doesn't even take the time to give him a once-over, no raised eyebrow, no mocking smile. Just the same set expression, corners of her mouth turned serious. Ignoring him long enough to prowl around the exterior of the room, pointless but thorough search. No one was there and she wasn't likely to spot whatever it was that might be in here capable of hearing what she was going to say. If they kept an eye on them- and they did, she knew they did, it's just as likely they kept an ear on them. But why bother with bugs when you had them tethered by the wrist?
She knows it. It's more about the act than the assurance she won't get. Some bit of control, at least. Knowing she'd done her due diligence. It's something. But she's got to stop eventually, and she does, circling back around in front of him, eyes flicking over to meet his.]
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She knows it. It's more about the act than the assurance she won't get. Some bit of control, at least. Knowing she'd done her due diligence. It's something. But she's got to stop eventually, and she does, circling back around in front of him, eyes flicking over to meet his.]
You know a woman named Havoc?