RL with Zechs

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Michael was sat on the wall in front of Cross' house, arms resting on his knees, as he waited for his ride to show up. He never expected this to happen, but truth be told, he was curious about this Zechs guy - especially since he happened to be Tyki's fiancé - and this looked like the best way to get information.

Heh. And yeah, he had his knives on him.

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Zechs also continued to re-asses the boy the further they spoke with and avoided divulging information to one another. Michael was educated enough to speak more than a single language - not too unusual, if he were from the Colonies or perhaps Europe - but that fair attempt at intimidation? It was beyond the cocky bravado of some civilian kid, or even a cadet without experience. Someone had put a bit of effort into training Michael, though whether it was a few months or several years, he couldn't say.

Then, instead of probing for more information - and yes Zechs caught that, thank you - Michael merely offered a non-committal sort of answer. This alone tuned the former commander in to something going on. As they walked outside of the garage, he kept a subtle eye on the boy, observing and slowly building a mental picture. He would have his questions be far more subtle, he judged.

"Few other worlds may boast the same," Zechs said, just faintly solemn but very pragmatic. "It is not difficult for an individual such as my self to find such similar occupation."