The young man raised a fist to his mouth and cleared his throat loudly, before lowering his hand back into his pocket. "I didn't idolize you." The male answers. "Is 'at what you were doing on that computer, recruiting for the rebellion?" He asks, raising a hand to brush it through his raven black hair and heaving out a long breath, showing a clear feeling of mild irritation.<br/>"If you're gonna' go ahead and do that, I suggest running it through with the other recruits. Otherwise you'll be the only one in Toronto." He said, as though everything he said came without a filter. Exactly what he thought, and straight to the point. The young man then pushed himself from where he leaned against the supporting structure, stepping over to the amalgamation of machine pieces, crouching down and scooping up the parts in his arms. "And if you're gonna do something in secret, at<span style="font-style: italic">least</span>be secretive about it." The male finally adds, standing up and holding the pieces in his arms to be put away.<br/>When the female figure walked in, the male turned towards her and gave a smile. "Heya'. Sleep well?" He asked her after Vince was finished speaking, and before he received an answer from her his eyes shot daggers towards Vince who was looking to him with a smug grin. "Not many are in this rebellion right now, actually..." He answered in a low voice, before he continued. "...which I happen to be apart of. That's why we're here, Vince." Acknowledging the fact he heard Vince introduce himself.