[Well that sounds not-so-suspiciously like an accusation, but Adam manages to stop himself from saying as much. Evade or confront – chances are MacReady'll find either response suspicious as hell anyway, so choice really doesn't matter here. A damned if he does, damned if he doesn't sort of thing. But at least ignoring the jibe won't give the guy an in or a way to further pin the focus of the conversation on him.
Just let it roll off, like water off a duck's back. A heavily augmented duck.
He nods, expression carefully neutral.] Could be. But you did pretty much just describe every thief ever.
[The ones that know how not to get caught, anyway – and, hopefully, how to stay that way. Adam remains silent for a few seconds after that, watching the tiny figures onscreen mill about. When he speaks up again, it's with a voice that matches his expression: controlled, inscrutable.]
Might not be the klepto you're bent on looking for. These are hard times. People get desperate, they end up stealing for all sorts of reasons. [A shrug.] That's my hot shot ex-cop experience talking.
I know no one on INTERPOL's payroll can really say they're hurting for credits, but know anyone who's been having a difficult time lately? [Someone besides one of the only two people at HQ obligated to live in Překážka, maybe?
Gaze still steadily focused forward on the screen, his eyes land on the door of the psych's office, just barely visible in the corner of the camera's view.] Could be worth it to speak with Delara, see if she's noticed anything.
[Even if everyone else seemingly avoided the resident shrink like the plague – at first, Adam had as well – he's found himself in her office more and more as of late. No real reason, no particular need to get anything off his chest, just... She's been easy to talk to. Surprisingly so. A quality which there's a dearth of at TF29, if this home movie session going on right now is any indication.]
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Just let it roll off, like water off a duck's back. A heavily augmented duck.
He nods, expression carefully neutral.] Could be. But you did pretty much just describe every thief ever.
[The ones that know how not to get caught, anyway – and, hopefully, how to stay that way. Adam remains silent for a few seconds after that, watching the tiny figures onscreen mill about. When he speaks up again, it's with a voice that matches his expression: controlled, inscrutable.]
Might not be the klepto you're bent on looking for. These are hard times. People get desperate, they end up stealing for all sorts of reasons. [A shrug.] That's my hot shot ex-cop experience talking.
I know no one on INTERPOL's payroll can really say they're hurting for credits, but know anyone who's been having a difficult time lately? [Someone besides one of the only two people at HQ obligated to live in Překážka, maybe?
Gaze still steadily focused forward on the screen, his eyes land on the door of the psych's office, just barely visible in the corner of the camera's view.] Could be worth it to speak with Delara, see if she's noticed anything.
[Even if everyone else seemingly avoided the resident shrink like the plague – at first, Adam had as well – he's found himself in her office more and more as of late. No real reason, no particular need to get anything off his chest, just... She's been easy to talk to. Surprisingly so. A quality which there's a dearth of at TF29, if this home movie session going on right now is any indication.]