Faolan glances across at Lancelot, nodding slightly as he joins him by his desk. "She did," he confirms, quietly. They may be alone but he is still mindful of listening ears, regardless of the fact. "I cannot say that I recognize any of them as names alone, but I suppose that is where the investigative work is supposed to come in."

She did not explain to him where she got the list of names from, either. Faolan is not certain that he wants to know, all things considered. The lest he's in on, the less he can be pinned on him should anything go south. He glances at the other man. "I take it that you have had access to it as well, then?" he asks, although there is more to the question than just that. He is to go undercover for this, after all -- tell him what you know, Lancelot.