[b]Green:[/b]

Three minutes. Then the shower cuts off, and Berrara makes his way upstairs. Juan Costa-Silva takes a breath out in relief, but keeps his back to the door.

“Who are you?” He asks, clearly wanting in on this. “Why are you here?” 

He keeps one hand on something in a blazer pocket. It’s not a threat, he thinks he’s being subtle. Which means he’s got a reason to not want to threaten you.