Name: Stephen Grayson<br/>Location: Fera's office<br/>Tagging: Fera<br/><hr/><br/>It was a fairly rare thing for Stephen to be surprised. Perhaps it was a habit picked up after the incident that robbed his arm: but he didn't like being surprised. Uncertainty was all it took for him to lose a limb and very nearly his life, yet he was suddenly surrounded by uncertainty. So many questions swam around his head that he struggled to pinpoint one; How did she know about him breaking the cameras? How did she know so much about him? How did she know of A.L.I.C.E? What did she mean about the framework being the doom of it? What had she done for all this information on a man who prided himself on being meticulous in his anonymity but, the main question that hung in the air...<br/><br/>"Who told you about me?"<br/><br/>The answer seemed fairly obvious to him, and it seemed like the most certain answer of all those questions: yet he had to have the closure of knowing that it was as he thought it was. God forbid, she told him it was anyone<em>except</em>the Broker. Even now, his normal poker face had slipped for a second to show a look of...it was a confusing face; a strange mix of confusion, fear, excitement and that impossible-to-describe feeling that a man got when faced with something so mysterious and so unknown that it got his blood boiling.<br/><br/>"And sorry about the camera: It seemed the best way to earn the trust of a fairly fragile woman."<br/><br/>That was but part of the reason, for sure: but he hardly wanted to admit the empathy he shared with her. To admit that would admit to past fragility and that was far to close to admitting a former weakness. Weaknesses ruined reputations and weaknesses got a man killed when that man happened to be responsible for a lot of dead men and women.