Danny mulled over it, he'd be apart of the meeting she'll be holding tomorrow. Alarms went off in her heard when he made mention he gathered up the data, which would be left to her when she examines the remaining pieces. She dismissed her concern, why if he had anything to do with it, would he tell someone he went beyond what is required of him to investigate. Actually she thought it was admirable, from what she was gathering he was well above his position. Overly qualified.  He would be an asset to the company, she'd have to dig deeper into his qualifications, check his records and history. Danny never liked stunting someone who had potential. Perhaps, since he took it upon himself to dig into what happened she could also use what he discovered for her own examination of the machine.<br/><br/>“What I saw today..” She bit her lower lip, hesitating. “Was horrible and I'd have to agree with you, the intention was to hurt the people involved. Hopefully your superiors will see what you did as a good act, to find out what happened..maybe they wont be so rough...” She'd wait till tomorrow, he'd find out who she really was. It shouldn’t be important right now.<br/><br/>His question caused her to stop momentarily and she stared at him blankly, the double of him, she tried to focus on the more solid figure. “Oh...”<br/><br/>She laughed shaking her head. “It is alright. I don't mind....its an innocent question. But no, not at all. I imagine I don't exactly attract anyone.” Danny shrugged her shoulders and started to walk again, the massive building coming closer, large old french style lights lit up the pathways around the building.<br/><br/>“How about yourself Steven? No ladies hanging off of your arms. I've heard, oil stains make a man more attractive.”<i>Geeeez that sounded dumb. </i><br/>They'd reach the front of the building, the main entrance. They would both be scanned before the doors opened to let them in and still sitting at the front desk was the curvy redhead; always smiling.  Danny would stop just before the lift and push the button.<br/><br/>“Do you think...” She stared at her distorted reflection in the lift doors, hardly able to make herself out in it. “The person, if it was just one is still here?” There was a moment, fleeting as it was, of fear. It was the seed being planted within in her soul and digging in its roots. “ The way you've stated it, how..deliberate the attack was and the damages I saw from the victims today..is it possible this might not be the only one? If it was a message to the company maybe, but no one knows it yet?” She pressed her lips together, rambling on about it. Her worries transformed her from the stern, mature and stubborn headed woman into a young girl, her youth peaking its way through the lines of worry on her across her forehead.<br/><br/>The doors slid open and she finally felt it all weighing down on her shoulders, she was ready to sleep, her eyes were heavy. “ Its just a stupid thought. Sorry.”