She doesn't know what to make of anything he's saying, but the thought that he has a file on her, even locked away in a safe, makes her nervous. No one knows what she does and that's how she likes it.
But he knows. He has records. She's already trying to decide if there's a way for her to get her hands on it.
"Oh, flattery now, huh?" she asks, but there's a faint smile curving one corner of her mouth. "So what's your plan? Let us know we're in danger or are you actually going to do something about it? I've had my share of unfortunately aimed attacks lately."
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But he knows. He has records. She's already trying to decide if there's a way for her to get her hands on it.
"Oh, flattery now, huh?" she asks, but there's a faint smile curving one corner of her mouth. "So what's your plan? Let us know we're in danger or are you actually going to do something about it? I've had my share of unfortunately aimed attacks lately."