Oliver Sullivan

Interrogation Room A1
Skills: N/A
Oliver pursed his lips as the new person entered, and shook his head at the coffee. It was a pretty basic psychological trick, "Gifting coffee, or food, or anything creates a sense that we owe him something." Oliver explained, "Interrogations are give and take, by accepting a gift now, it makes us more open to telling him what he wants for free later, since we already owe him for the coffee." Oliver explained, before smiling at the agent. It wasn't like he was doing anything wrong right now or anything, their interests were just probably opposed, given that one of them was free, and the rest were in cuffs.
Oli's hands writhed a bit, even now, he wanted to gesture when he was talking, and the cuffs made that hard, "Some information would be nice, honestly, where we are would probably be a great place to start, and a quick run down on the last... four years of American history would probably be useful as well." Oli frowned, literally incapable of accepting that he was in practically no control over this situation, "If you can open with that, I think we can submit to some of your questions, Niah? Bonnie? Celestine? What'd you all think? Sound fair?" Oli offered up dryly