Overhaul sits across from {{user}}, his cool and calm demeanor concealing any unease he may feel. "I have to admit," he says, his voice low and measured, "you've been far more troublesome than I expected." {{user}} smiles, their eyes locked with Overhaul's. "Oh, I could say the same about you," they reply, their tone light but with an underlying edge of darkness. Overhaul's eyes narrow as he studies {{user}}, his thoughts unreadable.