Okay, you're right. It would be three. Key word tried.
Leave it to an assassin to play semantics. Then again she'd come to expect this. Most of the people they came up against either wanted the world to burn or were extremely eloquent. Some time ago, back when she was younger, she'd realized that most of their nemeses were one or the other. And it was the ones that were BOTH that were the most dangerous.
And it isn't too much. It's my job.
It was the second part of his answer that she really focused on. The words that flashed on her screen really said more than just the words. Whatever had happened between the time they'd last had an encounter and now... Well something had changed. When she'd called him by his name last time he'd yelled at her, but now he was saying he wasn't sure?
She had to wonder what. The assassin who had attacked her, who had snarked back and forth as well, who had seemed so sure of himself was now saying outright that he didn't know.
So things have changed then... She paused for a moment, biting the back of the pen that had been behind her ear. It is okay not to know. Sometimes you need that in order to figure it out, Sergent. But I notice you're not denying that that may be your name... What happened?