[ Once Lane falls to the ground, Ivan doesn't bother to check whether or not Pao-Lin left him dead or alive. He merely steps over him like a fallen branch and makes for the door. It saves them from having to lug around his body and avoid capture.
Speaking of which... Ivan shapeshifts into Lane once more and puts his hand on the door. ]
I'll go ahead as Lane to give you some time to get out of here. I'll be at the rendezvous point in 15.
[ He leaves the "you" vague. It could be plural (Pao-Lin and Castillo) or singular (Pao-Lin). His skin prickles at the thought of Hagelberg betraying them, and the last thing they need is another possible traitor in their midst. Or someone who doesn't have any loyalty to Ouroboros. Still... Castillo may prove useful... The choice is ultimately Pao-Lin's. Ivan trusts her judgement.
He goes out into the waiting area just outside of Lane's office and turns on a small electric air freshener, of course, leaving his (Lane's) prints on them. Then, it's out into the hallway. No one could be seen, so Ivan made a show of straightening his suit, fixing a stray lock of hair in a reflective art piece, and walking towards somewhere he (Lane) could be seen. ]
Very mad
Speaking of which... Ivan shapeshifts into Lane once more and puts his hand on the door. ]
I'll go ahead as Lane to give you some time to get out of here. I'll be at the rendezvous point in 15.
[ He leaves the "you" vague. It could be plural (Pao-Lin and Castillo) or singular (Pao-Lin). His skin prickles at the thought of Hagelberg betraying them, and the last thing they need is another possible traitor in their midst. Or someone who doesn't have any loyalty to Ouroboros. Still... Castillo may prove useful... The choice is ultimately Pao-Lin's. Ivan trusts her judgement.
He goes out into the waiting area just outside of Lane's office and turns on a small electric air freshener, of course, leaving his (Lane's) prints on them. Then, it's out into the hallway. No one could be seen, so Ivan made a show of straightening his suit, fixing a stray lock of hair in a reflective art piece, and walking towards somewhere he (Lane) could be seen. ]