"I cannot help you with Claude." Robert said, trying to stay from becoming frustrated with Noah. The man didn’t seem to be listening or thinking. Not about a word that had been said. "Claude distrusts me even more so than he trusts you. We had a rather…unfortunate meeting." He bit his lip slightly, "He is the piece you need to win." He summed up bluntly.
"Acquire him, and you will have a better shot at seeing this through." He shrugged, "IF you want him to believe you, prove first you are not a liar. The rest will fall into place, as it always does."
He closed his eyes, “And—” He said slowly, “I only feel it fair to warn you, but they’re going to want you dead very soon. And I mean properly dead.” He tilted his head, “The organization is like a cat.” He said slowly, “It liked to play with its food before it eats it.”
"Why am I surprised?" He asked Robert rhetorically. His surprise though was not at the way he assumed Robert must have acted to Claude. The other man seemed to be manipulative and antagonistic by nature. That did not foster good rapports. His true surprise was more within the fact that the two had interacted at all.
"He’s not just a chess piece on your board," Noah could not resist from commenting to Robert’s wording. He nodded to the rest, thankful that due to whatever incentive made it happen, the other man was sharing more than chess comparisons and riddles. "Thank you for the heads up."
"But I could have guessed that from this morning. Albert was here," he shared. "He took a brief look into my mind while he could. It would have been helpful if I had known what that was sooner," Noah commented to no one in particular, frustrated at how his chance at using force had backfired. And promptly left him drained both mentally and physically.
"I will talk to Claude," he spoke aloud, "when he comes by again later today." He looked at Robert again. "Alright?"