Antonin was rushing through the halls, running to get the lunch cart before returning to Regan. He was scared. He was curious.
Her reaction seemed to be one that Vixen was able to predict. He wanted to know so badly, about her past, about what she was scared of, and why she was in the building in the first place. Whoever she was, he didn't like the fact that he wasn't allowed to know.
He could take a guess. Whoever she was, she came from a pretty good background seeing as she was in the room that she was in and not the jail cells two floors below this one. He could guess that she went through something traumatizing, that she was scared of something that was going to haunt her for the rest of her time.
