By the time that the girl finally comes to, Shino has left to go help Kiba with his necromancy studies. You, on the other hand, are busy directing a trio of undead Kwama in excavating another side chamber connecting to the portal room to serve as a brewery.
Hearing her stirring, you leave the zombies to their work and slowly approach as she collects herself. Since you aren't sure what she knows or why she even decided to follow Shino down here, waiting for her to make the first move is probably for the best. It isn't long before she notices that she isn't alone in the room and sits up on Cattleya's bed with a start.
"Where am I?" Not the revealing sort of first words you were hoping for.
Well, it's not as if you would be giving anything away by answering that. "Blackie, was it?"
"Wha- No, that's just a stupid nickname, my name is Blake."
Nodding in acceptance of her correction, you continue. "We are currently in a kwama nest... though I confess to some confusion as to why you are here."
Turning to take in the room, you can see her eyes slide from the large eggs to the forager worms to the workers that she has no way of knowing are zombies. "Kwama... nest? So these bugs are the things that make the eggs we've been eating?"
"Indeed."
"Huh, okay then." Blake says blandly as she watches a scrib poke its head in curiously. After several long moments of silence, she adds, "Well, it's better than most bug based food I've had."
Crossing your arms, you give her a pointed look at the way she's avoiding your implied question. Even with how obviously practiced she is with keeping her emotions off of her face, the fact that you removed her bow while she slept means that her cat ears are free to betray her. Seeing the little triangles flatten themselves against her head, you absently wonder if the girl has human ears as well, but the irrelevant thought is quickly discarded as she speaks.
"I know I'm not one of your employees anymore and that this is technically trespassing, but please don't call the police. I had a good reason, I swear!" At her declaration, you raise a brow and gesture for her to elaborate before you do just that... not that you would actually do something like that.
Potential corpse to raise aside, bringing in the local law enforcement would risk drawing official attention and it would allow her to go free with no assurance that she wouldn't cause problems in the future. Thankfully, like any young woman in such a predicament, she jumps at the opportunity to talk her way out of trouble.
"Look Mr. Tyne, I respect what you're doing. The way you don't discriminate against anyone because of their race or background is wonderful... but you need to be careful about who exactly you're hiring. I have reason to believe one of your employees is working with the White Fang."
Unimpressed, you ask, "Oh? And why should I be concerned when I do not recall doing anything to attract those malcontents."
"Are you serious?! They're the White Fang! The fact that you, a human, have hired so many faunus is reason enough to get their attention!"
"Increasing the volume of your words does not make them any more believable. You do realize your predicament, yes?" You chide, causing her to shut her mouth with a click of teeth. "Now, pretend for a moment that I am actually concerned about this band of ruffians; you say one of my employees is one of these terrorists. Why?"
Blake's expressions grows pinched for a moment, as if she'd just heard something unbelievably idiotic, before she sighs. "It shouldn't be something to pretend. I caught one of the guys here taking off the Fang's signature Grimm mask. I followed him for a while and he came straight here. I don't know what they're planning, but he knows about this place... Actually, they probably want that portal machine used to get between Kwama Korp and here."
"You seem to be quite familiar with their way of thinking." You innocently point out.
Thinning her lips, she seems to think about her next words carefully. When she eventually replies, it is to admit, "I... Used to be a member."
"Gasp." You say in monotone, not even bothering to act surprised.
"You knew? How did you know?!" The girl demands, her eyes narrowing dangerously.
Paralysis prepared and a vial of Night Eye potion ready to splash in her face in the even that Aura can block the spell, you answer, "I most certainly did not ask Hei, the man that you went to for forged paperwork to enter Beacon, to find background information on those I was hiring."
Honestly, how naive did this child think you are?
"B-but I... You... Why would you hire me if you knew?!"
"Why not?" Comes your rebuttal.
"I could have been a threat!"
"As if I would be intimidated by some light terrorism. Please, by the time you came in to work, I already knew that you had left the group. It was hardly an important detail, nothing to make you unemployable." You scoff. "Also, you are yelling again."
"Of course I'm yelling! What the hell even is this?!"
"This is you completely failing to account for the fact that our mutual associate is the premier information broker on the continent. One who also has ties to a greater criminal syndicate that extends throughout the territories of both Mystral and Atlas. As a side note, the boy you followed was actually one of Hinata's ninja partners that I sent on a mission to scout out your former friends."
That is the last straw that her fragile mind can take and Blake's eyes glaze over in a complete lack of comprehension. It's always amusing to see somebody's assumptions come crashing down around their ignorant head. Alas, you still need to come to some sort of arrangement with the girl, lest you be forced to remove her from the equation and open your apprentice to complications when the academy notices the lack of cat-girl.
Status: Healthy.
Magicka: (650/650)
Choose 1:
[] A secret for a secret. Mutual blackmail always makes the best of partnerships.
[] Full disclosure and an offer of asylum/employment aboard the ship.
[] Kill her anyway.
[] Write in.
Afterward:
[] Do something not ship related.
-[] Work with Kiba on his necromancy.
-[] Spend some time with Moira.
[] Two week timeskip.
[] POV Switch: Louise.
[] Write in.