Oh, she knew that very well. Fagin was good at double-talk, dancing around subjects, and he'd made Nancy wary of it all. It's hard to trust much of anyone in a life like hers, and she trusts Fagin even less. But at least Eames isn't here for him.

"Good. Pleasure to meet you again then, Eames." But there has to be something more. So, once more, she'll ask. "So what can I do for you, if you're not here for the Devil."

He may as well have been, as far as Nancy was concerned.