The way he lists off certain traits earns him an appreciative look--and a little bit of curiosity--but she joins him in observing the group. Hasibe has learned to do this without giving herself away, for which she's grateful; she doesn't want to attract the wrong kind of attention, make it seem as though she's suspicious. They trust her, here.

"Maybe," she says, with a small smile. "Political journalist, specifically."

One with well-known anti-Xenian views. A good writer, not a bad-looking older guy, but one who uses that talent to be bigoted. "But I don't mind collecting faces as they come, either. There was one fellow they tell me about who spent thousands in donor money here--one of those types who talks about sin a lot."