Name: Stephen Grayson<br/>Location:Shuttle Bay<br/>Tags: Veyle, Callius and Raven<br/><hr/><br/>Taking another sip of the alcohol Stephen absorbed the words or, in Veyle's case lack of them. Now that her mysterious trauma was gone, the mask she wore was as perfectly controlled as his own: Perhaps even more so, considering how quickly she'd repaired the proverbial fracture. He shrugged off her ignoring him for now. Soon they'd have to be talking, due to the mission's parameters. The person that was interesting him most at the moment though was Callius: The Turian had a refreshing honesty about him and, to be frank, he didn't mind him speaking too much.<br/><br/>"A pleasure, Callius. I'm afraid that I'd be pretty damn expensive propaganda. You could pretty easily afford Twenty soldiers, augmented or not, for my normal rates. Not sure why they'd hire a close protection officer though..."<br/><br/>He pretended to ponder that thought when, in reality he was probing for information. He doubted anyone else knew who he truly was and that the convenient facade of Stephen Greyson: Close Protection specialist was intact. However, it never hurt to know if these people possessed knowledge about Mjolnir...as the Spectre had already proven privy too.<br/><br/>"...If you don't like poking Bee hives: I'm pretty sure I can cover that. So long as you gather the honey."<br/><br/>He didn't really acknowledge what Raven said 'til after finishing his conversation with Callius, as brief as it was. He took another sip of the Non-Dextros alcohol, calm and collected despite the heavy swigs he'd taken.<br/><br/>"As for people capturing me alive...They'd have a hell of a job both doing that and breaking past VIOLA's firewalls. Got any other questions about my arm, or would you prefer to keep staring at me like I might choke the life out of you?"<br/><br/>He looked at the woman with a face that portrayed no emotion: Her face was so easy to read it was almost laughable. She feared his arm for some reason unknown to her. Was it simply fear of the unknown? Or perhaps personal trauma? Hard to say at this early stage.