Akio does not settle, not right away. He paces around the periphery of the group as the Suit lays down some details, and when the subject of their payment comes up he does not do so much as blink. What he does do is hop up onto the lip of the fountain, and turn on one heel to stand there, settling for the moment.<br/><br/>He watches the others for their reactions, however, always taking note of his surroundings, eyes flickering with subtle motions to indicators of mood and intent. He notices the smile at his introduction, and then the subtle tightening of Valerie's jaw when the slaughter of the soldiers is mentioned, and the lack of reaction from Lan-Mei until money is mentioned. He passes no judgment, not on them, he simply logs the details away, and then cants his head to regard first the suit, and then Lan-Mei.<br/><br/>`My bet is on Bill Gates.` He still has the casual Asian surfer-kid cadence in his voice, the almost amused tone. `Guy's got pockets deeper than our various gods, and you know he has a complex about cleansing the stain of greed from his past.`<br/><br/>With a short step to the left, Akio drops down to sit right beside the Suit. `Tell me, Brooks Brother, why do you think we all need some kind of monster payout, when that money could just as easily go to those families? You know how much my day cost me? Fifty bucks, tops. And it was a good day. Not that I'm saying no to the money, but it is frankly a little insulting, as far as over the top paydays go.`<br/><br/>He had never been one to put too much value on money, not that he was rich by any means. He was living on scholarships and grants, but those would see no end as long as he wanted to study something. His was a name that was already vaunted in the fields of academia, even if he had a reputation for being an eccentric, and a bit flaky. And if he wanted something beyond his means, well he worked computer magic. Take last month; he had decided that the surf in Tahiti was just begging to be plied, so he had dropped into American Airlines' booking databases, bumped a few people who could do without the sun from first class, and dragged two of his friends on an all expenses paid week surf vacation. He had thirty five dollars in his personal bank account the day they took off, and most of that had gone to gas.<br/><br/>`Still, we get to take down a major corporation, and expose their CEO as scum... I haven't done that in a few months, I'm game.`