[Reira's painting a picture of a man that, in another situation, Black Hat would be courting to sell to, one he'd throw his considerable support behind in any endeavors. It's almost a shame, really. As it stands he's only useful as a tool in a larger plot.

None of this crosses Black Hat's face as Reira speaks, though. No, she doesn't need to know about it at all.]

And with a mask like that he'd stick out like a sore thumb. [Not going to make it easy, are we, Aunamee? Black Hat likes a challenge.] We'll have to do some digging. No one's perfect [Except Black Hat] so he'll have left a tell of some sort. A too-perfect kidnapping, with no traces.

[He's musing out loud a bit. It might take time to find that, but they're not necessarily on a timeline at the moment.

And he certainly notes that little quip about lies. Especially how it's about direct lies.]