Ben merely nodded slightly, so far so good, still he needed to see and hear more...So he would push some more, sliding his right hand into the drawer of his desk and concealing the pistol behind his back he stood up, both hands behind his back as if clasping them.
"So...Your willing to fight for the people...But i wonder..." he muses before pulling out the TT-33 and aiming it right between her eyes, coldly gazing at her, unflinching.
"Would you fight...And die for the people?" he questioned, circling around the desk, pistol still trained on her as he manuvered beside her, the end of the gun barely touching her temple.
"Are you willing to give all that you are to improve the lives of the oppressed, the hungry, the weak?" he questioned almost angrily, he would get to the core of the matter...The cocking of the gun could be heard as a round chambered itself.
