"So ... you're saying that you spied on me."

Again, no turbulence beneath the surface. No bite in her tone, no hidden poison or resentment in her words. In fact, she mimicked him in glancing down the sidewalk in semi-feigned nonchalance.

"I did do a bit of practicing before I made any transmissions ..."

... And stole a glance back in his direction.

"Someone warned me not to trust the NV's. Were you the reason why?"