In all truth, Lai felt pretty uncomfortable right now. Maybe it was her tiredness, or her silent anger due to being dragged out of her favourite bar by this meeting, but it felt weird. The intense gaze of Atlus was not helping this, and though she knew there was nothing but good intentions from a man who recognized her talents, something about it truly put her on edge.
"Yeah, well as long as he doesn't create that knee-deep shit pool himself the moment things heat up, it should be okay."
She took a deep breathe and yet another puff of smoke escaped her mouth.
It felt strange, and even though his blue eye pierced into her very soul, it was very obvious that this man had a similar presence to her. Fear was a tactic often used to make subordinates feel intimidated, but this felt different. It wasn't intimidation, it felt more like an invitation. An invitation to work together on a mission that truly meant something. Not being stationed in the barracks and chewing their own nails in anticipation, but actually doing something. He hadn't remarked on her rather relaxed attire, nor did he pay much mind to fact her ash and mud trail ruined the rather pristine touch to the room. He didn't feel like an official, no. He felt like something more. Even for Lai Zhang, a woman who understood her role and place in the world perfectly, it felt more like a hardened veteran speaking from experience, someone who didn't get caught up in the ridiculous idea of formality.
Her eyes felt the strong gaze pierce through her body, but she tried her best to stop the visible shake or discomfort. Her eyes gazed down and grasped the edge of the folder, littered with information, her scanned across the pages as he spoke. Her brow furrowed the moment she heard the name Law, and a soft chuckle almost escaped her mouth as she laid eyes upon his profile picture.
"Last person who called me a brave soul ended up with a broken jaw, so thanks for letting that be."
She spoke freely, completely forgetting the concept of rank and all ideas of formality.
"You say there will be endless fighting. Why not send someone more spiritually inclined? I mean, I'm not complaining, but this sounds strange."
Lai was completely aware of her position as a human, and that her spiritual presence was essentially meaningless. She worked best with weapons, guns that could be drawn upon to obliterate opponents. If there was endless fighting, sure, she could make work of any demon who came at her - but the idea of her being chosen confused her. Without even hesitating, Atlas' request was met instantly, with a lighter flicking out of her right pocket and snapping a flame out to light the cigarette. Taking a step back, she placed both hands on the back of her head and took a deep breathe once more. She could still feel his gaze upon her body.
"Atla--, uh, Sir..."
She took a small breath once more, and adopted a somewhat soft and sincere tone.
"Why me? Out of all the soldiers, out of all the people who have fought against Shadow Fall, why pick someone so volatile? I have no illusions about my life choices, and judging from that file, neither do you."