"I'll be sure to keep that in mind, Miss Altava. But I must admit that I find it incredibly troublesome that your informant seems to be selecting information specifically designed to turn you against me. From the sound of it, you spoke to him before meeting me at the Lake of Rage; that was after the mission as well. And yet he didn't tell you about my meeting with that woman before - rather, he focused on telling you about my past and making me sound as dangerous as possible, and he's only just now telling you about this promotion, as though it's another reason to not trust me. Why is that, do you suppose?"

Kimblee's voice was cold, but civil; there wasn't any overt anger present, at least. His expression, as well, was calm - displeased, certainly, but calm. Losing his composure here wasn't an option, regardless of exactly where this conversation led; the location had been selected at least partially to ensure that, on both of their parts - it would hopefully keep her from causing a scene, and he couldn't simply leave the situation regardless of how much he might want to.