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Somehow Autry kept his mind out of the gutter, or bathroom as the case was. "That will be fine. Where's this park exactly?"

Autry switched the transmitter in his watch back to closed audio and raised his hand to his ear as he followed Burgundia. "I've got the meeting place for this Silva, we're heading there now." Whatever secret response he received it seemed to suit Autry. He tugged his sleeve back down over his watch.

If sheer, ferocious willpower could cause wishes to come true, Burgundia would have been able to communicate with Silva somehow; she was furious all over again, wanting to tell him how they'd threatened Ruby, knowing they'd probably rip him apart, knuckles white. The look she gave him was colder and meaner than any she'd ever given him before, which was a signifier that something was probably wrong.

"They want to talk to you about the old feien," she said slowly, eyes on him; she would rather have been in Montana, anywhere, locking Ruby up where they couldn't get to her - "the lost ones. Ursa. I really sincerely could not give a s**t."

"Is Silva my full name..." Silva repeated. "What the ******** do you think? I sure as hell wouldn't be running around with the name of Silva Queen. Sounds like a crossdresser in Chinatown." He looked back to Dee. "Come over here, darlin." He said, not expecting an argument before he went on.

"If you're looking for lost feien, you're wasting my time." He told Autry with a derisive candor. "It's damn easy to die when you're eight inches or so tall and don't even weigh a pound."

There was some honestly indignant confusion as to why Silva had chosen to address Autry in response to du Pont's question. Autry, who had not addressed the tall feien and was standing deferentially a step behind the others so they could conduct their investigation, an investigation he was still not quite sure he should be a part of.

There was honest confusion as to Burgundia's statement, which seemed to come out of nowhere and bear no connection to anything which had preceeded it. Then again, "they" had been warned that Burgundia was unstable.

Before indignation or confusion could turn into action and words on the part of the others, Autry dashed forward a step so he was in front of Gunn and du Pont and raised his palms in a nonthreatening manner. "Back up here a minute," he said sharply. "You have a problem with my partner's questions? And you--" he curled his left hand and pointed his finger at Burgundia-- "you want to step back and explain yourself, lady?"

Partner, he had called du Pont his partner. Du Pont's eyes widened. Probably it had been habitual on Autry's part, since all Security personnel worked with partners, but it was still a good sign. Secretly, Gunn was pleased.

"Which is why," a soft voice cut in, "we need to speak to you." Gunn's eyes never left his fingers, which were rolling a coin across his knuckles.

"We're not with Intelligence," said du Pont pointedly, wondering what precisely "feien intelligence" was supposed to mean. "We're from Investigative Services."

"Ursa, what can you tell us about her?" said Gunn suddenly.

"And no interfering with the witness," Autry warned Burgundia with a frown.

Slight puzzlement still colored du Pont's features. "Intellect," Gunn quietly clarified. The rapport between the two was strong enough that du Pont could tell by Gunn's tone the issue should be dropped for the time being.

"Yes, well, we would appreciate it if you'd sit down for a statement," huffed du Pont. "Will you accompany us back to regional headquarters? It won't take more than an hour of your time." He said it mostly for Gunn's sake. The towering human could be particular about where he sat, especially in public places like this park.

"No one's forcing her to stay," said du Pont, surprised. He looked at Burgundia. "You asked to join the investigation. If you've changed your mind, you're welcome to depart, Miss Burgundia. And Mr. Silva, if you'd prefer to have some rest and... wash up, we can arrange a time for the interview at your convenience."