CT nods. It's for the best, really, giving him as little as is possible. "He's got enough to use against me as it is, the less he hears beyond that, the better."

Her hand brushes briefly against what appears to be a piece of gravel tied into a silver chain she's wearing, but doesn't linger. She inhales, exhales.

"Alright, enough about him for one day. Let's get what we need for that coffee."