[His brow raises as if to ask 'the hell is that?' at the mace; he looks more confused than threatened, and still more terse than even confused. He's not letting her go easily. The more she tries to pull back, the more his arm around her shoulders threatens to become a noose. He's not trying to terrify her, but making her uncomfortable is a genuine aim.]
Since last night. That's good to know. [A fake, praising smile fades quick, scanning the office. He's going to rob the place, isn't he?] What time?
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Since last night. That's good to know. [A fake, praising smile fades quick, scanning the office. He's going to rob the place, isn't he?] What time?