Staring down the lady in front of him, Reign remained silent the entire time. No hint of emotions in his snowy gaze as he simply listened to the details. It wasn't till Isolde began scanning him did he close his eyes, letting out an exhale. With a click, Reign moved the mask from his face, the trapped smoke underneath finally releasing itself and clouding around him. All he needed was the payment. Besides, he was more than experienced enough with fights. Able to hold his ground against rooms filled with people armed with weapons. Weapons most probably haven't even heard of before.
"Consider it done." His voice was blunt, straight to the point. Without another word a hologram trickled into view from his left eye, the document clearly being a contract. "Whenever you're ready, miss"
"I need my cybernetics fixed. The one on the back of my neck." Adorning a black facemask, Reign eyed you down silently. His face unmoving as though he was nothing but the hollow shell of somebody. Reign was more than capable of fixing his own mods. However the back of his neck was a bit of a blind spot. And he still has yet to program Aria to do repairs.
Brushing his hair back, Reign began to tie it up. Revealing what looked like a dent made by a bullet right on his nape. Before you could get close enough to have a look though, his hand shot forward to grab your arm. "Try anything and i'll tear your limbs off." It wasn't exactly a threat. More a promise.