Pretty much as expected, Vreta maintained his calm. He shrugged off the Agent’s irritation, and similarly shrugged off the answers she gave to Freyr’s questions. By Vreta’s reckoning, 595’s career was not likely to be too dissimilar to his own, so he knew well that no answer she gave about herself would be trustworthy. It whatever she said was not a fabrication outright, it was probably active disinformation. He felt he gained more insight in the recording of how she behaved in the simulation. Still, it could not hurt to see what answers she would give to certain questions, even if her honesty could not be trusted. 

“I don’t think any part of me was expecting a straight answer to that one.” Vreta chuckled, looking down on the Agent. “Maybe there is something you [i]can[/i] share, though? Despite my worries, I do actually think we will still be working together after this. It’s the only sensible choice for your people to make, so I would like to keep up that spirit of cooperation. That being in the simulation, what do you make of it? Freyr does have a point; we don’t [i]really[/i] know if we can trust it. I saw on the recording that it leaned in close and spoke to you. What did it say? Do you think we’re doing the right thing here by bringing it to your world?”