Mervin leans forward as well as Yvette slides her phone over to show Arno. Off hand, the guy doesn't look super memorable. Reddish hair, maybe, glasses that look a bit like they'd come with an extensive knowledge of how to order the best coffee from Large Coffee Chain Here sort of thing. Possibly a secret love for vintage record players or something like that.

"Hacker, they're claiming." Yvette shrugs faintly. "So - I kind of think I should at least meet him. Find out who he is. What they said to him. Mervin's saying I should get some more contacts before I risk that."

Damian sips his coffee and says,"And there's ... if I stay behind while you're gone, you'd worry. I'll be fine. I'm pretty sure I'll be fine."