[ Some part of him is warning him not to poke her too much or push her too far, because she might get angry and run off if he does. But he can't pretend that he isn't still a prickly man with a prickly personality who lashes out much too easily. When he sees her roll her eyes at him, he figures he's getting off easy here. He really doesn't want to drive her away, but turning off that abrasive side of him isn't easy. ]

What is it? [ He notes how her gaze shifts away for a second before she focuses on him again. ]

She didn't give me a name, and I have no idea where she came from, or what she was doing down that hallway. Yeah, she was down a hallway, almost like she was waiting for something, and she was wearing a black dress and a black veil. It seemed weird, like she was going to a funeral or something, but she said Stucky couldn't be there for whatever reason and she had the keys I needed.

I never got her name because she didn't give me one, and I didn't stop to ask. Guess that was stupid of me.