Ronnie looked up, blinking when he saw Cath. He remembered him, and smiled slightly with a slightly strained energy before putting down the papers, not knowing what the man meant.
"I'm assuming you have something to report, too?" he said, turning his chair. "I can safely say myself I won't have time for those books you were talking about."
It didn't cross his mind that the man was here on any sort of business, he was still trying to negotiate getting the woman with all of the guns up here to talk to her, try and make her see sense. But Cath... he seemed friendly enough. "Hey, I think I'm going to be meeting someone here pretty quick, so, what do you need?"