Dyson placed his own order before he turned his attention back to Bo. "I know."
Where he was going to start was the question. "I can't tell you.. everything," he began, reaching for his water and taking a sip as he tried to gather his thoughts. "I'm sorry for that."
Sighing, he continued, "my real name is Dyson. I work for the FBI. I was.. on assignment when we met." He paused there, giving her a moment to digest what he had just told her.