Nick was about to speak as the elevator doors opened, ushering them into his private quarters. However, just as he opened his mouth, he could see that his conscript was no longer paying attention to him. He had to remind himself doubly that this was a girl from the fringes, and that he chose the challenge over what he thought would be easiest. He simply followed behind her at a bit of a distance as she moved to the windows, shaking off his uniform's jacket and tossing it lazily onto the arm of the couch. He allowed her her moment of marvel, crossing his arms patiently. But, when he saw it went on for far too long, Nick chose it was time to bring his conscript back down to earth. "Neda, right?" he said, walking up next to her. "If you're able to do well and follow orders, we can see about going to the city, if you wish."<br/><br/>As Neda's gaze turned to him, Nick began to walk away from the window, choosing to take a seat on the couch where it wrapped around near the window. "I can promise you that. I can promise food -plenty of it- and relative safety. Even comfort and clothes that you wouldn't think of having daily back in your settlement. I was told it was quite small, so I am sure this is all a bit of a shock for you," Nick said, leaning forward a bit. "I only ask in return that you meet a couple of requirements. As a conscript, you are here to fill the ranks, based on the intention of the rite. You and your friends, that is. However..." Nick stopped for a moment, trying to figure out the best way to word this. Though he had her records, they were quite small. So he was not sure how she would react moving forward. "You've been chosen to be my conscript. And what I wish from you is loyalty and hard work when it comes to your new life on the base. As for your life up here... I will not attempt to hide it. What I wish of you that I am not asking of your fellow conscripts is entertainment."<br/><br/>"To put simply, I can supply whatever you wish for that you did not have before, so long as you work hard and prove to be someone I enjoy sharing my quarters with." With that, Nick waited. He had laid it all out for her, what he expected of her and what she would get in return if she chose to conform and give him what he had expected. The anxiety that he had shot away earlier in the day was starting to creep back, unsure what kind of approach to carry from here on out. He had vague idea depending on her outcome, but nothing past that. It was all up to her now, and what she chose to make of her new situation, one that would not end until he chose it to, or their job chose a different route.