She listened to him, her mind drifting into thought. She knew she could still be of use. She never made the same mistake twice. If it wasn't for a glitch in a program, they wouldn't be having his conversation. It was a glitch she had remedied quickly, hoping the information hadn't gotten out, but it did. But she was more curious now about him. Mr. Nice? It seemed odd they would send him on such a task, very odd. She was somewhat aware of who he was, knew some of the things he was known, but she wouldn't comment on it. What he did and what she did were two totally different things, but slightly connected. Initially, she was the one who sent those syndicate members to their deaths. Her information, each little detail she found put them closer to the reaper, to Mr. Nice.<br/><br/>"Guess I better impress them then, and keep you happy." She said with a small smile. She kept herself relaxed about all this, about what he said. The likelyhood of it happening was slim, she still had a vendetta against the syndicates. She had a reason for going after them, had her reasons for hacking. Those were details she wouldn't bore him with, unless he asked. She looked up as the train came to a stop, the doors opening.