As ISIS began its explanation on how it would money transfer would work, as well the cover story, Mathew breathed a sigh of relief as his worry was partially elevated. While he had to admit that a chance at recovery was also a great offer, the thought that he was helping his family eased his mind.<br/><br/>"You may want to consider sending someone who is a bit more diplomatic when making another team, the ex-general isn't very welcoming. Especially to those who've got... complications in their lives." Mathew began as he picked up a pen, looking at the stack of papers before him, the young man scrutinized each paragraph to see what kind of additional loops there would be, "As for alternatives to money transfers, you could always arrange a lottery ticket, nothing too big but considering the random chance no one would bat an eye if someone won a couple thousand dollars after all only the millionaires get media cover everyone is normally looked over. Just an idea."<br/><br/>He took a sharp intake and made his choice, this was a once in a life-time opportunity, it was risky, it started off on the wrong foot and there were still many doubts but that was life, Mathew was afraid of what awaited him yet he was just as eager to test himself. Steeling his nerves, he signed the dotted line and got up.<br/><br/>"So tell me ISIS, where's my room located? And how many stairs are there to get there?" He asked with a slight grin.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>