Damon put the bottle down again and closed most of the slight distance between himself and Lila. "It's all about the line," he said, his voice very low in the echoey room. "How close can you get? What'll be allowed? Personally, I think it's a bad strategy to go straight to somethin' that'll get you locked up." Not that he minded that Simms was locked up. Served the fucker right. He wouldn't want that for himself or anyone else that was in ExB.