Huaisang's eyes flicked orange briefly, questioning and confirming, and then cleared back to gray. "You're V," he said, hesitantly. V didn't seem distracted by walking into a room with a suggestively-posed beauty. He was a professional, after all, though Huaisang doubted himself a little. He hadn't been able to confirm any intel on V's preferences in such things. "I'm Niaoniao."

He sat up a little more, pulling his legs up so as to offer the opposite end of the couch for V to sit. "The Fox is pleased with you." Huaisang hugged his arms loosely around his knees, eyes attentive but a little bit wary as he got a sense of V. He could make himself vulnerable, as Niaoniao. A soft and pretty man, frightened of the world, even though he was also ambitious and a survivor, enough so to make himself a valued plaything. "He has a big job for you. Dangerous. Didn't want to send the specs over the network. I do ..." Huaisang ducked his head a little, cheeks flushed and lashes lowered, giving a show of bashfulness. "He has me interface with trusted and valued allies, on jobs like this. Especially if he feels they should be ... rewarded."