Ariadne knelt down in front of Cypher, holding her hands out, cupped together. "I thank you, Sir Weasel, although you should probably know that I'm not a lady. I'm not any kind of a lady." She could pretend to be one, yes. But there was really no need for that here. She'd declared her green skin, it felt a trifle foolish to fall back on dishonesty at this point.

Although she'd been very good at it. At pretending.

Her gray eyes cut back up to Adrian. "You worked for F.E.A.R.? I almost thought about joining up but..." She shrugged. "I didn't think I could do much good."