Jon wasn't sure if she was complimenting him or trying to scare him off. She always had one thing to say to "not help" and then it was followed by a compliment. Or was this a trap?
While he looked unaffected by the entire length of the meeting, it was taking its toll on him by the slight twinge of pain growing between his eyes. Maybe he should stop thinking too much on this job, it might actually really kill him.
"How long do they usually last here?" he asked, taking the stack of papers from her. "How long have you been here?"