Palamedes notices the flicker of emotion in her expression—he is rather good at noticing things, when he puts his mind to it—but he doesn’t comment. Hm. Interesting. “An angel of death who seeks justice. Fascinating. Were you an officer of the law?” he asks. “Or did you and your team work in a more… freelance capacity?”

He holds no particular judgement either way, but he suspects that the answer might tell him something about her character.