"Assuming will lay you out at my feet," he confirmed with a growl. He had no time to waste on such concepts when he liked things laid straight and that included orders and explanations.

He measured her up at the same time that she was measuring him, and he knew that she was not the best person to chase off. From the twinges of what he did remember of her, she kept hidden the fact that she was resilient against mind wipes, so that made her infinitely more useful to him alive than as a corpse in the growing smelling pile outside.

"They aren't all intact," he slowly confirmed because there was no point in lying about that. She would know he was lying, and one didn't build good negotiations based on lies in his little world. Of course, she was assuming he remembered information relating to her. "That would depend if they are something worthwhile reliving, but you have a deal."

He shifted his weight on his feet and took a step away from her, breaking the potential for combat and moving out of kill range to go deeper into the Smithsonian but away from the doors. He ended up in a small room with screens that allowed him to view the various cameras in the place. "This will be suitable for discussion."