[He pointed that out casually, putting meaning in the fact that she was here in this building again despite no longer living here. It overturned the idea that she might be in this communal kitchen for innocent reasons. Her ability to distract was alright, but it was clear Ava was also keeping things on the straight and narrow. She wasn't lying to him. He could needle her about it, but why? They both knew her truth of appearance.
He picked up his glass and took a sip from it, seemingly unperturbed by the continued line of questioning. He wondered if she was frightened, if what was in this file or perhaps in his head was dangerous to her position. It wasn't as if he had words to control her, after all. He had words and nothing more; what power they had were yet to be seen.
However, he was watching her, studying her reaction as they pushed back and forth gentle, playing a game of verbal cat and mouse.]
Of course you are. As a once Director of SHIELD, I had high clearance to review considerable information. I imagine your own history may have crossed my desk, since I do enjoy seeing the young fresh faces of those being trained at the Academy.
[He folded his hands over the file again, obscuring it casually.]
What project are you so worried that I may know about, Miss Orlova? Why should I confirm or deny what you yourself don't have the guts to ask me directly about?
[At this point, he wondered if she would take a firm stance or back off and flee.]
no subject
[He pointed that out casually, putting meaning in the fact that she was here in this building again despite no longer living here. It overturned the idea that she might be in this communal kitchen for innocent reasons. Her ability to distract was alright, but it was clear Ava was also keeping things on the straight and narrow. She wasn't lying to him. He could needle her about it, but why? They both knew her truth of appearance.
He picked up his glass and took a sip from it, seemingly unperturbed by the continued line of questioning. He wondered if she was frightened, if what was in this file or perhaps in his head was dangerous to her position. It wasn't as if he had words to control her, after all. He had words and nothing more; what power they had were yet to be seen.
However, he was watching her, studying her reaction as they pushed back and forth gentle, playing a game of verbal cat and mouse.]
Of course you are. As a once Director of SHIELD, I had high clearance to review considerable information. I imagine your own history may have crossed my desk, since I do enjoy seeing the young fresh faces of those being trained at the Academy.
[He folded his hands over the file again, obscuring it casually.]
What project are you so worried that I may know about, Miss Orlova? Why should I confirm or deny what you yourself don't have the guts to ask me directly about?
[At this point, he wondered if she would take a firm stance or back off and flee.]