Mike takes the offered seat after some hesitation. As if betraying some tension or worry that he was trying to keep hidden. He unbuttons his suit jacket as if he intends to get comfortable, but keeps a rigid back as he sits. However, the offer catches him so off guard, genuine shock shows through his persona. It was so unexpected he felt a flare of suspicion. He'd planned on taking several more months to get that far.

"I'm...willing to do whatever you need, sir..." He was hesitant to reply, trying to get everything in his head back on the right tracks. The mission. The cover. The plan. He had to make sure no wires got crossed. "I mean, of course, sir!" He managed to find more confidence. "And it's Mike, that's what my friends call me."