[ Cadence's eyes flick down to Clay's hand as he slams it down over the folders, quirking an eyebrow. She...well, softens isn't exactly the right word for her less-tensed expression (she doesn't do soft) but what platitudes Clay has offered has seemingly deescalated some of that brinkmanship.

...Some. ]

...To date, I have done nothing to indicate that I will fail to secure your interests in your case. If I really didn't give a shit and wanted to watch you fall flat on your face, I would have proceeded to let you dig yourself into a deeper legal nightmare with your stupid "where's the pea" divestment strategy and kicked that can down the road until it was no longer my case. I simply offer results; any desire for trust is your own baggage to deal with.