It certainly wasn't what she had expected to walk in to, already flustered from the days set backs and issues. Typically, the time before the Ark's doors opened was quiet and peaceful, the calm before the storm that actually relaxed her but not today it would seemed. Her luck had simply run out. Between her first experience with the dark-haired man and the few times he had come up in her conversations with Raven she knew to tread carefully, which was second nature for the woman. Experience had taught her she never knew what a man might do. She greeted him fondly enough, and despite how his smile dropped suddenly from his features she felt he was at least not displeased at her appearance. The thought crossed her mind that he might have been here because of her but that didn't matter now, what mattered is what happened next
His question was straightforward, but something told her a straightforward answer wouldn't get her anywhere and so she chose something much less serious. Things she did want from life but that he might not have expected to hear. It seemed to give him pause, if only for a moment before the huffed and attempted to rectify her mis-naming of him. To this she simply nodded seriously,
It was his offer to tell her a secret that naturally captured the majority of her interest, however she knew better than to ask outright. Raven had mentioned that many things were a sort of game to the leopard and it seemed better to offer him a trade, something that might make it worth his while. Leaning against the bar she offered the trade, to tell him a secret if he would divulge his. She wasn't sure what he had to tell her, or what she would end up telling him in return, but it seemed the best possible choice now. Her brows furrowed slightly at the two words that he spoke, his tone as if they would clear up everything and yet she wasn't sure exactly what he knew so she waited. His scowl was not encouraging but at least her silence seemed to prompt him to continue on.
She shouldn't have been surprised at all that this apparently centered around the cookies Tetradore had asked her to hide from the dark haired boy lounging on the counter not long ago. It seemed to be a constant struggle between the pair, one she didn't quite understand. Surely they could afford more cookies. Yet her green eyed boss had insisted the white bag of cookies had to be hidden from his second in command. It put her in a bit of an awkward spot for obvious reasons. She was working to build trust with Tobias but she could not risk losing ground with Tetradore. Even on so seemingly harmless a front as cookies. He finally asked her plainly where she hid them at which she merely rolled her shoulders.
Considering her next move for a moment however she leaned toward him slightly in a conspiratory fashion.
Why her words were like that was a different matter entirely.