Price walks through the garden at a leisurly pace, admiring the plants. While he is the quiet type, he only likes quiet environments when in nature. Otherwise getting sucked in his own thoughts saddens him. He misses Project Freelancer, he was absolutely having the time of his life and today he would redo all of it except for the getting caught part. That one, obviously, was the Director's fault. Every mistake ever done by the project was, actually. What a pathetic, insane, stupid old man he was. Price wants a refund for having liked him. There was so much potential, and then? It all turned to dust and he went from one prison to another, both environments full of violent people who distrust him...Except this time there are freelancers that dislike him personally! Sharkface was one person, and he was an idiot, talking him in and out of stuff was easy.

He sighs, gently running his fingers through the dirt without touching the plants. As much as he likes animals, seeing them be something other than prey bores him. He knows, however, that being treated as less than because he is 'not human human enough' is something that of course the Easter Bunny would relate to, although for different reasons from his own. He can use this to his advantage to find an improbable ally.

"Thank you for tending to this garden." he smiles softly "It's beautiful."