[Yes, he's fast, Sibyll and he's ruthless.]

If you say so. How do I know you're not working with the intercom woman and luring me into a trap? [He narrowed his eyes at her with his cold gaze and squeezed her wrist, before letting her go roughly.]

I can't trust you nor anyone else within this place. I have met Ocelot, which is something. What do you mean by Courier? Is that what you really are?