Meya watches him. He was clearly by facial features alone reaching one of two fundamental points. Anger. Or. Indifference. Either way in her opinion she would win because she drove him there. It was anger she really hoped to achieve. She watched him to see just how far she won. She didn't like him. Or she didn't want to like him. Maybe she could eventually come to like him. He could banter with her where others ran off with their tail between their legs. She looked at him. "By the way I am not arrogant. Argumentative yes...arrogant no." She says with a slightly hurt tone to her voice. She was far from arrogant. Maybe a bit cocky at times but she was never arrogant. Fine. He wanted to think what he wanted to think...let him. She growls a bit. "And you never cared!" She yells. She read that from his face and expression.  Not from his thoughts. Though they had confirmed what she already had suspected.<br/><br/>She rolls her eyes. Fighting to stay in "good cop" mode. She rolls her eyes. "Right. Whatever. Not easily confused all the time. Duly noted." She says in sharp undertones that were spear points aimed directly at him. "I don't like the fat man. He is arrogant and a bastard and hateful and a jerk and a lame banterer." She says rigidly. Frowning at him. "I don't like Waite. She is a bitch. She is too uppety because she comes from a rich family. She calls me street scum and begger girl. I hate her worse than I hate fat man." She says angrily. Flipping despite her best intentions to not do so. Her eyes glowed faintly with her psionically powered anger.<br/><br/>She hisses a bit in a very cat like way. "You ARE very stupid if you want to work with me!" She yells angrily. Growling in a low in her throat way. Tail twitching and she was agitated with him more than any other. Mostly because he was a jerk. "Files don't tell you everything. Plus y---" She opened her mouth to say something and switched spectrums again. "Wait wha?" She says as she sort of registered what he said. Frowning and glares at him. "What do you mean by you can see why?" She asks curiously. She started giggling.<br/><br/>"Time to negotiate." She says with a crossing of her arms. One leg crosses over the other in an almost very lady like way. Her eyes look at him. "I will bitch at you more later. However now it is time for us to negotiate. Then I will let us out."