Two weeks wasn't that long. It was just possible no one had figured it out yet. Considering the amount of people in this room, that seemed pretty damn unlikely, but Haine was used to unlikely situations. He had no idea if the people here had any genetic modifications, but if he'd been brought here, maybe they all did? He couldn't really say for sure.

Oh, what, she wasn't done? So he was missing some information. He looked skeptical, but waved a hand.

"Yeah, lay it on me. I can handle dangerous," he said. Hell, he was probably just as dangerous as anything this little girl referred to, right? No use telling her that, but he knew it himself, so that was what mattered.