Hanz-Eren sat with his hands folden in a proffessional manner, but as Alexia addressed him, he opened the gesture and leant back a little. "I'll be blunt, miss Schultze. It depends. See, I was in fact planning to ask you out on a more private basis. If you're interested in that, I'd rather you not take the job in the military, as working together might be... detrimental. For one, you'd be left with more questions I would not be allowed to answer. Secondly, too much time in each other's presence might get a little suffocating. The other job, however, involves no secrecy and pays just as well as the military one."<br/><br/>He smiled at her, that friendly, disarming smile that would normally be out of place on a man in his line of work. He has another sip of wine before going on. "I am rather hoping that I'll have to recommend you take the civil job rather than the military one, but the final decision lies with you. I'm sorry if I come across as a little forward, but I'd rather not sugarcoat the matter."<br/><br/>The second test. Hanz-Eren wanted to see definite signs of her intentions. The profiling had already begun. On a personal note, he was also checking how tolerant she was of his somewhat cynical approach to everyday decisions. He took his pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and lit one up, awaiting Alexia's response. How she responded to this predicament would tell him a lot.