Detective Laberenz's good looks and friendly demeanor undoubtedly worked in his favor in his line of work but Lita was in no mood to appreciate it. She knew she shouldn't harbor any ill will toward the cop; he was only doing his job and was striving to help her and her fellow female inhabitants of the UMCB safe. Nevertheless, it was hard for Lita to separate what she knew of the Capitol and La Quinta with the men and women tasked to police the city of Austin. So she was wary and mindful of keeping herself in check during the questioning. You could never be too careful.
"No, please," Lita said, gesturing to the door. "I think that would be best." It would be prudent to keep anything her and the detective discussed far from the prying ears of UMCB civilians and Capitol guards alike. She didn't stand but inclined her head toward the chair in front of her.
"My chair is probably vastly inferior to anything Mr. Reed has to offer," Lita says by way of apology. "But it's the best I can do. Please sit, I'm sure you have a lot of questions. I'll do my best to answer them."
Lita pushed her paperwork to the side and folded her hands on top of her desk expectantly. She wasn't sure what facts Laberenz could suss out of her memory that she hadn't already divulged the first time she was questioned but he was more than welcome to try. She'd do anything short of looking for this psychopath on her own to get the serial killer out of her hospital.