"Thank me if this goes well, Emmy. Not before." It's said with such a straight face that Lightning may as well be talking about the weather, not a meeting that may determine the fate of a lot of people should things go south in a hurry. That was why she hadn't protested Leon coming here before here, and why she drew no attention to him sitting in the back of the cafe as she sipped at her cup of coffee, the very picture of calm as she looked up at Emmy a moment later.

"What, exactly, did you tell him? What details do you think he knows?"