The tip of her tongue slid across her upper lip. Riata had little in the way of what most people called morals. She still had some limits, and so she tuned out as they argued. She didn't want to find out about kids, because then there'd be choices to make and that was the last thing she wanted. None of her business after all. Instead she glanced back at Stryker. "Well why don't you let me get some play time in and I'll ring for your little boys in blue outside when I have something."
She waited for him to at least step out before sliding into the chair he vacated. Letting her hand slide away from Xavier's. "Time for a few ground rules. Number one, I don't kill. Too, boring. So there won't be any of that, and the begging for death thing? Over done. Number two, I like a healthy test subject as much as the next so first, we get you feeling all kinds of peppy and vital. Number three, I don't give a shit. So appealing to my better nature? Don't have one. Now, before we start, you might want to think of a safe word."