[He responds, rising from his seat to meet Grant's handshake. A particularly firm handshake, more focused that what Chilton usually delivered; he took quick note of that confident stride Ward wore while he walked in. Body language that had its own dialect.]
Please, take a seat. I'm relieved you could make it down -- I can't say I'm not curious about the intrigue.
[Spy. HYDRA. Chilton understood the first's meaning, but not the acronym.]
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[He responds, rising from his seat to meet Grant's handshake. A particularly firm handshake, more focused that what Chilton usually delivered; he took quick note of that confident stride Ward wore while he walked in. Body language that had its own dialect.]
Please, take a seat. I'm relieved you could make it down -- I can't say I'm not curious about the intrigue.
[Spy. HYDRA. Chilton understood the first's meaning, but not the acronym.]
Where to begin, Mr. Ward?