It's how you play, really. You tease and tempt, imply that they can get what they want if they stay for just a little longer. She knows what he's after, including the things he won't admit to himself, and maybe, one day, she'll let him have a taste.

For how, she lets him feed on other things- dry remarks as to Talon's plans, usually those that could be found with some decent digging. Nothing that could be traced back to her, even the obvious bait Talon has set, because far be it from them to trust her completely, too. She's smart enough, too, to know that what he gives to her can be just as 'trusted', but really, he's not the deceptive sort.

Mask aside.

She understands why he wears it, and she understands, too, why he takes it off - when he takes it off, those precious few times. He knows that she considers this trust not sacred, but precious in an entirely different way. This - their meetings, their talks, their little trysts - are hers, and far be it from her to part with anything easily.

Which is actually why she's late- for once, an unplanned detour to ensure their security. There's a creak of a hinge, one she could have averted easily, but it serves as an announcement of her presence more than anything else. Especially since she only drops the camo once she's inside.

"Ai, you would not believe the traffic-"