Again, I can’t read whether I’ve scored or not. The man just shrugs his muscular shoulders and gestures vaguely with his metal hands. Maybe he doesn’t mean the gesture as a threat, but it’s a good reminder to me of what might happen if I push him too far. "Similar concept, perhaps," he says mildly. "Unattributable assets, with skillsets you don’t want to get caught having on-staff. But from what Peg’s dredged up, it’s quite a different animal from even the best-trained, best-equipped team of shadowrunners."