Honestly, he felt more relieved than he'd expected he would, when she sat down. He picked the chair across from hers, dragging it a bit closer so it wasn't like they were five miles apart. Four or five feet felt like a more comfortable distance--which he was sure anyone who knew him would find hilarious, considering he didn't usually give a single fuck about personal space. There were always exceptions; this was one of them.

Nodding, he considered things for a moment. "So...if anyone who listened to the promises of power was taken somewhere else, that's really not comforting." He wasn't imagining them as potential enemies, not really, not yet. He could only think about how they might end up as victims, bargaining chips, forced to do things they didn't want to or led to believe they were doing something necessary by...he didn't know. It probably involved shady shit, though. Collateral damage.

Huffing out a breath, he looked away for a moment. "Not sure what I think about the justice and salvation thing, either. Sounds like-" he made a face. It sounded like bullshit, really, but he didn't say that. "-like something I shouldn't make the cut for. Guess I should be flattered someone thinks I'm capable, though."