"Now, Mr. Veik, I believe it's time we discussed this like the men we are," Mocke nonchalantly remarked, keeping his feet on the table.
"... Yes. That would be for the best." Veik replied with a fragile smile.
The Head Officer kept his thoughts to himself while talking with the criminal like an old acquaintance.
"Tell me, why did you purchase your suite on Deck 38 under a false identity?"
Veik wanted to run a hand through his newly cut hair out of habit and anxiety. Of course, all he could muster was a half circle with his hand thanks to his retrained wrists and elbows. "I wasn't lying. I only did it for business reasons."
Nodding slightly, Mocke seemed to agree. "I see… if you're that adamant about it, then perhaps that's the truth.
"In that case, what business of yours involves the need for falsifying your identity while aboard a luxury cruiser for civilian use?"
"Th-that's the thing. I can't discuss that on my own."
