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She couldn't see it, but The Hooded Man was smiling beneath his cloak. The McGregor woman was much more paranoid than he expected. Maybe Van Leugen was as bad as people said it was, and Chloe's probably didn't make her popular among those who made their fortunes through less-than-legal enterprise.

Maybe he and his employer should have known better. Chloe was a politician, giving change to homeless people was probably the closest she ever got to the mean streets of Van Leugen.

"One good reason would be that you can't, but I expect you to try anyways." The Hooded Man said, deep voice bellowing out from beneath his hood. "I like that you mention chatting, it's why I was sent here. The person I work for needs you, wants you, for their own goals." The Hooded Man informed Chloe.

"We know what you are. An Aschen. It seems to be your dirty little secret, at least from what we can see. You can guess that we're going to try using that against you, you can always jump in front of it. Bite the bullet, so to speak." The Hooded Man said, approaching the robot butler to get a better look at it.

You would almost think he hadn't broke into someone's home and that the police were on their way based on the man's body language alone.

"But, do you really think the Terran people would accept you so readily?" He asked, "Call off the cops, come speak to me. I'm under orders not to harm you, I'm just the messenger. Listen to my message in person, this is very impersonal."