Eliot just tips his head slightly in acknowledgment, given there's no point arguing even if he was inclined to. Which he's not. Instead he just follows along in Damien's wake, a bare half-step behind him as he examines the hallways and matches them to his mental map. He makes note of the cameras, the handful of blind spots he wants taken care of.
When Damien reaches his office Eliot follows him to the door, but no farther, taking a quick but focused look around the room from there, with special attention paid to the sightlines from Damien's windows to the nearest buildings. Moreau Senior has plenty of enemies with more than enough money to hire a good sniper, after all.
"I'll just be reviewing the security provisions, Mr. Moreau," he offers, and again there's no way to take exception to his tone. He has at least the appearance of respect down to an art form.
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Date: 2017-02-04 08:22 am (UTC)When Damien reaches his office Eliot follows him to the door, but no farther, taking a quick but focused look around the room from there, with special attention paid to the sightlines from Damien's windows to the nearest buildings. Moreau Senior has plenty of enemies with more than enough money to hire a good sniper, after all.
"I'll just be reviewing the security provisions, Mr. Moreau," he offers, and again there's no way to take exception to his tone. He has at least the appearance of respect down to an art form.