“Well, I’m not above playing the good host to make guests feel welcome, no matter how unexpected the visit”, he said as he watched her shrink and chuckled at the use of Sama in his name. When she answered his thought, he raised an eyebrow a bit, but when she then created her own drink, he hung his head a bit to hide the broad smile on his face.  Compromised. Thoroughly. Cleanly. He would have asked why they even needed him, but the answer was more than apparent. They needed a man on the ground to do the grunt work without risking the AI. He and BB fit the bill nicely, and if things go south…well…he’d seen what they did to the other guy, right?<br/><br/>Somehow, he wasn’t angry at any of this at all. Almost like he’d expected it since he signed on. He needed a rush, and these rather insane people were going to give him exactly what he needed…in spades. When she’d handed him the dossier on Marie, he broke into a dance move from a nearly forgotten era, as he moved his hand, then his arm, in a slow wave that he carried over to his other arm, to end with a copy of the dossier in his other hand. “You and I both know, Iffy. If it’s on the net, it’s not a matter of when the data will be stolen, just a matter of who”. He’d handed her copy back and took his own in both hands before the dossier was absorbed into his body “Holy Shit!” he’d said after the data was ‘read’, “I do believe that girl needs a fucking hug”<br/><br/>When she mentioned that she didn’t want to die, Oni could only chuckle and knew that whether or not she wanted to, she’d survive. The original housing may perish, sure, but something out there was happening…he’d seen traces of it, but nothing solid. “You’ll be okay, Iffy” He simply said, and let that particular matter drop “All the same though, some lives are worth more than others, so I have to ask. If having this woman the way she is now is seen as a liability. Why not just make her smarter?” he called up a page in the dossier that she’d handed him “The assholes that did this to her put dampeners in her. She won’t be turned into a super intelligent person, but it may make her more aware of certain nuances of a command structure…like obeying orders”<br/><br/>He continued, his hands up and palms facing her “Not that I’m refusing to perform the job, mind you. I just want to make sure we don’t have to use it because the poor girl decided to look at squirrels running in the trees when she should be watching our asses. Now tell me…are we looking for an off switch…?” he pretended to be a robot shutting down and going limp “Or an OFF switch…?” He asked, putting his finger to his head like a gun and pulling the trigger “Because there is a difference, and it would be such a shame to permanently loose such a…robust weapons system. Shit…”<br/><br/>The one-shot demonstration wouldn’t be difficult if he already performed the main job, but he would give himself time to think of something…fitting. When she’d informed him what happened during the meeting, he only shook his head and wondered where they dug this particular AI up from. His response was even better when asked whether he liked what he saw “It’s a good avatar, definitely…I’m a sucker for a good rack, which is why I think BB has started showing up with them. Strange though…” he chuckled a little and seemed to wave the thought off “You look fantastic, Iffy. It’s nice to finally meet the mind behind the Major. If I survive this, we’ll have to get started on that Office set-up you have”<br/><br/>The discomfort he felt wasn’t necessarily of the AI, but what the AI represented. Though it may surprise the others, he actually didn’t try to knock digital boots with whatever attractive programs happened to come around his way, but he was attracted to the sheer power she represented. Angel indeed! She walked into his inner sanctum with the ability to turn him into a meat puppet, and that made him…interested.<br/><br/><br/>