Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20170521035143/@comment-5999656-20170531004301

Zanipher tilted her head at Diaboli's explanation, and though she didn't have a response, his explanation caused much of the animosity that had surged within her to subside. It was true that they had spoken much too freely the last time they had walked somewhere together. And though that issue was winding down now - she'd be the one to seal it, after all - Diaboli's caution was justified.

Better safe than sorry, huh?

The mentioning of her parents, for some reason, made Zan wonder where Diaboli's own family was. It wasn't worth bringing up, since if he wasn't willing to discuss his work, then he was even less likely to want to talk about his relatives, but she toyed with the thought for a few seconds. An abusive household or absent guardians was the most obvious likelihood, considering the bits she'd seen of Diaboli's need for control. Compensation for having none as a youth, perhaps?

In the end, it wasn't much to think about. Besides, Zan's attention was drawn by her new surroundings, a clean and smooth laboratory lobby. She couldn't help but glance at her companion with a querying expression, before he explained everything.

"Interesting. I hadn't thought a man who settled with fortified strongholds in the wilderness was also an urban landlord type." This new bit of information made Zan want to know more about Decade's history, though she refrained from voicing anything.

"I don't remember ever disclosing any information like that," Zan said, wracking her brain to remember having ever discussed the terms of the Syndicate's headquarters. She decided to switch the subject before she came off as ignorant.

"More importantly, got any idea of what's on the plate tonight? I like to be well-informed about my decisions," she said, preemptively cracking her knuckles in anticipation.