[Amelia freeing him to back off and leave the matter unaddressed strikes him as wise, even as the prospect of handing off a problem of his own to someone else feels like coddling. That rankles some. All of this seems obviously suspicious to him, but if it ends up something that genuinely requires dealing with, he's not afraid to get his hands dirty. He doesn't like the idea of handing that aspect off.

But Amelia seems to accept the matter as is, however cautiously. Even seems to be considering the idea of opening up the idea of doing potential business, if his read on her words is right. She doesn't seem to think much at all of his notion that this might be trickery.

Her judgment holds sway the way it always does, but he trusts his gut on this, too. Aloïs frowns.]

Chris. I don't know the last name, but if you look him up, the picture'll give him away.

[Ugh. It's hitting him all over again. Weird-ass unsettling shit.]

You really thinking of feeling him out for help?