Perhaps trust is too strong a word for what I am requiring of you. I have no intention of transferring you from one cage to another. As with all things, there are limitations to the amount of freedom we are all afforded, and you shall be granted that what is allowed. However, do not think me so foolish that you will be able to slip away from me as easily as you did with the other Inspectors.

I will lead, and you will follow. And on occasion, that will require your patience.

[ He glances at Childe out of the corner of his eye, idling near the parking lot exit (and the absolutely flabbergasted expression of the guard that this was the person the Inspector had chosen to pick up). It seems they will not be leaving until this little misunderstanding is crystal clear. ]

Do you have any objections that that?