You're lucky I was willing to critique you. Most freelancers, new to the trade, disguise themselves badly - and fail quite fatally for their transgressions.

( He says with some amusement, as if it were a funny hazing ritual, and not people dying and the Syndicate exacting the cost of their failure on their loved ones or neighbors.

He drinks slow as the title swoops in, raising an eyebrow - a "massacre" certainly sounds promising. His head resting back against the couch, he turns it toward Adelis, half grinning. )

Hmmm... Perhaps I can pay you back some other way?

( Joking... Unless? Well, they're here for that, anyway, )