Roy's smile was small but he tried be reassuring. "If she wanted me dead, I would already be," he pointed out quietly to his worried friends. She made a point of approaching here on their turf and not slipping a knife between his ribs at a coffee shop. "Call Rose or Dinah, Lian might need a little extra babysitting for a bit." Nodding to Donna, he walked past them to Jade, hands in the air.
"Long time, what brought you here?" Roy asked neutrally and watched Jade for her microtells and body language, trained and other wise. Either she was here to screw him over or she needed help. Maybe both. Probably both.