The hand thing..? OH. That's not... Kylar doesn't dare correct him. "So what you don't want to talk about has to do with somebody else, avoiding the threat of working consistently, if at all, or dealing with anything during the day, and only being willing to meet or let me look for you at night. Am I getting that right?"

To be honest, that gives him more information than he probably meant to offer so Kylar holds up both hands, conceding. Kylar can smell an uncomfortable secret well enough. "Meet me once a week at night. I pick the topic and I'll give you your daylight privacy, can you agree to that or are you going to twist my good arm again?"