A single nod as she laid out some clarity on how the ability worked. No suggestion for how to implement it precisely, but that may have been a bit much to expect. Tiffer wanted to move forward with things, to use this unique setup that had strangely fallen together, but it was difficult to know how best to do that with no precedent. That wasn't a new conundrum for him, for the STF, but he was...
Well, circumstances being what they were, distractions and anxieties, he did feel he was executing things more poorly than he'd come to expect of himself. Expectations. Such a slippery slope to disappointment.
"I see. Thank you, doctor." So, to ask how best to implement...
One hand came to his face, pads of his forefinger and thumb pressing momentarily into his eyelids. He was not blind to what tension and uncertainty, subdued as it may have been, wove throughout the room. Lines of unease crackling between the three supernaturals. And himself. He was not blind. He couldn't let himself be. He was eager, but he shouldn't let that drive him to push too far too fast. They had met. There were the beginnings of plans in place, things that would require careful thought and discussion. He wanted this to be an open, trusting circle of communication. But it wasn't there yet.
Adeline would likely feel more comfortable discussing her role with him alone. Already he had plans to meet with Dakila, which could easily involve discussion of shifter screenings. And Joaquin... He wanted the vampire involved, but they both knew there was no good task to offer him at this time. Not now, not this early. He'd been patient enough to sit through all this, next to a werewolf and a stranger who could blast gouts of...
Of fire. Christ, Tiffer, you idiot.
"I think that's good for tonight. A short meeting, but some marked progress toward getting things in order." Tone measured and steady, he nevertheless found himself leaning a little more on the podium."Any final comments or concerns?"