"A hybrid?" echoed Maya impressed. "How fascinating!" She ate a few more bites of her breakfast and then asked, "why is the order so keen on capturing him, I wonder." Then she shrugged and said "Well, that is not for me to question, I'm just a little worker drone." That of course earned her a "Maya, this is exactly why the others didn't want to promote you. Your lack of respect and humility." Tuttle wagged his spoon at her while she, unimpressed filled her third cup of coffee. "Papa Tuttle," she said sliding him a strip of bacon, "You know my strength lies in the fact that I don't follow party line." She burped a little and giggled. "Oops."<br/>Then she patted his hand. "Look, I stay out of everyone's way, I get the nasty ones no one else wants to deal with, I don't mind slumming while the rest of you cavorts about in in tuxedos and gowns. The Order knows they need people like me." She finished her last bites and got up and kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks for breakfast and I'll write a formal report about Leroy by tomorrow. I promise." Tuttle grunted but smiled at her. "Bye, kiddo."<br/><br/>Outside, Maya blinked into the light and donned her shades.  She was, like much of her prey a creature of the night. Bright light was a nuisance and something she wasn't used to. She stepped into the alley, hoping to find Dante who had indicated to her to come and follow him. She wanted to know more about him.