Eyebrows push together, jaw going slack and Peter knows the man is messing with him, yet the more he talks, the more he explains himself – what he wants… It leaves him feeling nervous. There’s an anxious flutter in his chest, an urge to flee the situation except Peter is glued against the wall. “I’m not going to do anything illegal.” His words come out firm despite how he’s feeling and he tries to straighten his back.

Shoulders taught and there’s determination in his eyes. “Simply telling me you need access isn’t going to get any kind of help from me.” Peter takes a step away from the wall, pushes down his nerves and the fleeing sensation. “What is it that you’re after – or need?”

_{“Is everything so black and white for you?” Maybe it was and Ky would have to work through that, but for now, he was going to start small. Something that while he didn’t want to – would more than likely be better than requesting that Peter steal the file for him.}

_{“Legal, Illegal, Right, and even Wrong. It’s all just perceptions.” A pause. “Or, you can think of it as different points of view.” Either way, it didn’t matter to him – not really at least. “As for what I want,” Ky took a few steps forward, “It’s simply a little distraction of sorts. See, I have been tracking down this little piece for years, and to be quite fair? it’s rightfully mine. So, it’s not stealing… just reclaiming.”}