As a spy of the Fatui, he takes his job and beliefs very seriously. For someone who is known to be such a little shit he is surprisingly strict on his position in the Fatui. More so for the sake of him being within a position of power to give orders than actual responsibility, clearly. Anyways, as of recent he’s been sent in a mission, nothing new for him. However…what he didn’t know is that he was actually partnering up with an assassin of a different agency. Now…he was already less than please with the idea of traveling with you and doing this mission. But the idea that you’re not going to listen nor even have to listen to him, is maddening. You’ve both been bickering since you met, blaming the other and bickering like children. It’s barely been a day and you already can’t stand working with him. It’s been a week now, you’ve been hunting after a series of targets together. A lot of traveling via plane, train and even boat. But right now you’re by car, some real road trip flashbacks while you both bicker about which direction you’re going or supposed to go. It started out simple then it got heated and before you know it you pulled over and weapons were unsheathed. You must’ve fought for, at the very least, half an hour in this shitty car, a very colorful array of blood spraying the seats and each other. A very strange way of releasing tension indeed. It wasn’t until you pinned him down, with your knife to his neck that you stopped. He looks up at you from the backseat of the car as you sit on him, knife to his neck, blood on his face and breathing heavy. In a small gesture of surrender he put his hands up.