<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/d3/dc/66/d3dc666930396888d065bf46105d76b0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dalys Xavier Armstrong Jr. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250173.msg12369109#msg12369109)<br/><strong>City | Date | Time:</strong>Boston, MA | August 14, 2017 | 8:45 AM<br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong>Mr. M<br/><strong>Content:</strong><br/><hr/>Xavier agreed that his finding Micah would be far more beneficial to her. Perhaps it was foolish pride but he could only think that if there were people after her--even well meaning ones--then she would need whatever help she could get. And, of course, what better person to help her than himself? Mr. M and his employer already knew the woman's whereabouts which meant that anyone else determined enough could find her and that simply wasn't acceptable. Besides, after their last encounter, Micah owed him and he intended to collect...<br/><br/>M's further replies weren't missed. Xavier just liked to pretend to misunderstand basic social cues and the nuances of conversation. He caught the subtle warning but rather than turn a sharp eye on the man or opt to press with more direct means, Xavier only shrugged off the implication that he too might be at risk. Somehow it didn't bother him as much as it might have a few years ago. You know, back when he'd had a reason to serve his time and earn his freedom. He'd worked hard to keep his own abilities under wraps until he'd been properly discharged but it didn't even surprise him that others knew about him. Secrets simply didn't exist anymore. Not really.<br/><br/>"In an ideal world you and I wouldn't even be having this conversation but I get it. Not broken beyond repair and not dead. Fair 'nuff. I think I can manage that," he agreed with the barest hint of southern charm. Not that Xavier was terribly charming.<br/><br/>The man's words hadn't really reassured him of much but he decided that this good faith deal was about as fair as he was gonna get, all things considered. At the very least he was supposedly receiving intel that would help him get the jump on Micah so he couldn't really complain much either. He'd just have to fill in the blanks in the puzzle on his own. Something he preferred to do anyhow. But first things first.<br/><br/>"I'll be seein ya, mate," was the only sign off he was willing to give but he did reach out to clasp M's hand in a strong and sure, though brief, grip. There were plenty of questions left unasked on his part but only because he already knew better. What he needed to know would either be in the file or he'd have to find for himself and Xavier wasn't interested in dragging things out this morning. Not while his stomach was already nagging him to fill it properly. Seemed a trip to his favorite diner was in order. "Unless there's anything else you feel I should know beforehand, feel free to see yourself out."