Cheshire listened to Hannibal recommended human meat to her. "Pork... Hmmmm... Pork." She then shrugged and tilted her head. "Eh, We'll see what I do and don't overcome."

Cheshire then watched and listened, she had never been good at holding a long conversation with anyone, so she had adapted by not having any long conversations whatsoever. She had no concerns over the KSP being operational, partly because she was incapable of having concerns and partly because she was one to just do as she was told. She had been one of Obsidian's top Operatives because of her willingness to follow orders and do as she was told. She stopped reminiscing when Laraxis snapped over the wallets.

She payed a bit more attention afterwards. He sent number "47" to collect whoever had taken the wallets, whom happened to be outside. "Someone's in trouble." She stated in a matter of fact manner.

Laraxis then pressed a button on a remote and began to speak about a facility in New York while the display showed the device in fancy fashion. Cheshire blinked once then twice as she processed this new information. "Uh-huh. Would this be somewhere in New York City or in the State?" She just wanted to know where to go next to get the job done. The others could have their discussion about the other details.

Mini-black hole... What idiot would make such a device? Didn't black holes eat everything? They had a more voracious appetite than Hannibal. Her hand shot into the air like a student with a question as she hopped up and down to get attention. "Wait! Wait! Are you trying to ransom the world or something? Are you like some super-villain in those stupid movies?" She was again without a sarcastic or joking tone and completely on the serious end of things with these questions.