[ Krouse almost looks like he's about to speak on the subject of swearing, but then he holds his tongue, nodding with a faint creasing around his eyes. He guesses he had been thinking of her past aversion to cursing, on some level, but now that he's off the hook on that front - he's not sure it hadn't partially been that she still looks young enough that swearing around her brushes up against an old, mostly buried boundary.

Ridiculous, considering the shit she's done and who she used to pal around with. She's not even that young. He treasured his library of profanities at the age she looks like she is.

It feeds right into his growing uncertainty about how he's supposed to talk to her with hostilities set aside. He can't treat her like a kid, but she's too experienced and too brilliant to treat like a peer. But giving her the deference of a veteran villain also doesn't seem right. That tension shows in how he holds his shoulders and shifts on his feet, thinking about the answer to her question on more levels than it probably needs. ]

I'd suggest going for being a rogue, but not overcomplicating it. You don't need to come up with a whole story. You're a tinker, you're pursuing personal projects, you're not here to flip over the apple cart.

It'll probably help that you don't look like the type to be hiding anything.

[ He breathes out through his nose, still unsatisfied with his approach. ]

You should know that this place tends to bring up things from our pasts and share them around. There are files on us stored on the computer system below the hospital back on the planet, too. There's no saying what's in yours, but...you should keep it in mind.