[ Moment of surprise as he shifts his hand to the right, finding the can he needed. Huh. Handy little roomie he had. ] Ah. Yes, thank you.

[ Shifting back to tend to his coffee while Mao carried on. ]

I consider it a high compliment to be called someone's friend, much less an asset that can't be disposed of so easily.

[ Bit of a smirk as he turns around, leaning against the counter as he stirs his mug. ]

I've never known my methods to fail. They are as ancient as they are powerful. But truth be told, I can't help but want to see this as a way to experiment, so to speak.

After all, such a risk won't be taken without proper payoff. Quid pro quo, as I've said. All I require is a little information.