A small glance around confirmed that the eyes had found better things to occupy their field of vision and that was what she was waiting for. Casually, Lex drew her wand and with a subtle flick drained the firewhiskey from her cup. Nothing to see here. She drank the whole thing.

Wand back in her holster, she considered his response. "...Fair enough. No reason to like them I guess." Was it bad she'd been expecting worse? Like maybe an operation gone wrong? Trade secrets being leaked? Some warrant out on his life?--as terrible as that would be. Not being from here was good too...she guessed.

He was wrong there. Plenty of reason to be pleased and more being added by the second. The pleased look slipped into a smirk of her own. "Don't be so sure. They give diplomas to even the worst of the lot." She wasn't the worst, hardly, maybe but the point still stood. "Blew up a couple things when I think about it...taught a kid or two how to blow things up in my leave as well--nearly blew up someone twice but the first dodged and the other...I found my self restraint." See? Not a loose canon. She knew when to blow things up and when not to...in the end. It's a learning process, really.

Lex perked up some hearing he could think up things. 7 months was a long time to while away, even for the most active of people. "I do." Why?