Despite the daggers she was currently shooting at the mouthy blonde from her side of the table, Vesper hadn't been planning on throwing down with Harper. That was sort of the point though, you never really planned on those things happening, sometimes they just... happened. It would still be pretty stupid of her to pick a fight while firmly on Resistance turf, especially when she didn't have a clear exit other than the one behind Harper and the good looking, extremely tall man whose name she still didn't know.
Wouldn't be the first time she and Selina found themselves in a tight spot, and they'd both faced less encouraging odds. Vesper was pretty confident she could take Harper in a fight if she had to, but he was still something of a wild card to her. Within the span of a few minutes since they'd first met, he'd done something few others were able to do.
He'd surprised her.
On the surface he might seem like just another incompetent knuckle dragger in the Resistance's underwhelming ranks, but this guy had hidden depths. Maybe even secrets? Naturally, that thought only intrigued her more. Vesper wasn't often interested in other people's stories, but damn if she didn't want his. Who knew what sort of tricks he was actually hiding up those sleeves, and while there was a significant part of her that was actually dying to find out, she wasn't really into having an audience for it. Shame. They'd have to go for a tumble another time.
Of course it hadn't escaped her noticed just how tall he was in comparison, but the way he used his full height in that moment to take a step firmly into the space between her and Harper, that was... well, it was something. Having been seconds away from making a sincere attempt to scratch the other woman's eyes out, his unexpected show of masculinity strangely had the opposite affect on Vesper, posture uncurling instead of tensing as she gave him a very sincere once over.
Normally, she would have been tempted to push the envelope, goad him into a bigger reaction or get as close as possible in order to sufficiently distract him until she could make a break for it. Neither option was that appealing with a third party. As if the reincarnate of Harley Quinn could sense Vesper's annoyance, the blonde fixed Vesper with a smug look from behind the looming figure between them that still held most of Vesper's attention.
His eyes were on her and her eyes were on him. Such a minor thing, but Vesper didn't miss the way he couldn't seem to not look at her despite the sudden coldness in his tone. Not really a deterrent for her in most circumstances, but now it peeked Vesper's already practically insatiable curiosity. Secrets? Oh, she bet he had at least a couple good ones, and while Harper's irritating presence was preventing Vesper for getting into the juicy details right now, she had half a mind to circle back to this later. It'd been awhile since Vesper had tailed anyone, but you know what they said, it's like riding a bike. Or something.
"Well aren't you just a tall drink of water," Vesper remarked appreciatively while she made sure the briefcase in her hands was actually sealed before taking it by the handle and letting it hang at her side as she came around the table. Closer to him, though she barely spared Harper another glance as she looked up at the man intently. She was half tempted to make a move in Harper's direction just to see what he would do, but reason won out, or rather her instincts of self-preservation kicked in. She really didn't want to stick around for those guns to be loaded with the pointed glares Harper was sending her way.
After a thoughtful pause, Vesper shrugged. "I got what I want. For now." Turning away from him with a small smirk, she made a mental note to see which way he and Harper left once she'd cleared the building's perimeter. The way Harper behaved with him, it was pretty clear to Vesper that of the two, she was in charge. And if Harley Quinn was in charge of someone? Vesper definitely wanted his side of the story. But that meant doing a little recon first. "See you later, handsome," Vesper offered one last parting line as she took her exit, briefcase full of money tight in her grasp. Once she'd gotten the money back safely, then they could play.