She giggled, she couldn't help it, even with the gravity of the situation, being invited to his 'private office' amused her.
"In any other situation that would sound immensely wrong wouldn't it. I'm just thinking that you're...actually going to look in my mind and the thing that I find most strange, is that I think I'd prefer it was a underhanded proposition. At least then I know I'd have mace" she said with a grin.
She trusted this man not to do anything untoward. Like that man with the scarf but less...familiar or something. But good. She knew that.
"Can people defend against the kind of thing I suspect he's doing to me?"