Agree

I looked at Smith and asked in disbelief :

"Why would you need my help?. What could I possibly do that you couldn't?.
You just threw them as if they didn't weight anything at all, at the same time.
Really Smith, why DO you need my help?"

"That is simply anwsered Mr. Anderson. We need you to help us finally capture Morpheus.
Jones and Brown think I'm wasting my time asking you. I think they are wrong, will you help us?"

I got up , walking over to the wall of windows. 'His eyes really do look like ice, like the sky.'
Don't think like that , he just wants you to help him, help him catch a terrorist.

'They want me to help catch a world class hacker,terrorist. There are so many things that could go wrong.
I could end up dead, I nearly did earlier.
But you'd impress Smith if you agree to help them. Why does that matter if I impress him?
Why should I help him, he hasn't given me a reason- but you'd get to meet Morpheus.'

"If I did agree I'd be risking get killed, especially if they found out about this, my helping you.
Give me a reason that I'll risk getting killed for."

He says like he's trying to persuade me, I was glad I wasn't looking at him:

"If you did and we arrest Morpheus the record we have never existed, nor will it.
You help us and you get a clean slate, of course Mr. Anderson there are other ways.
But I would rather you Willingly agree to help me."

I couldn't help shivering , imagining what those 'other ways' could be.
'But if you do it won't matter. You help catch Morpheus and then do whatever, no record to stop you.
No implied threats from government Agents, no matter how...-' I cut thought off.

I awnsered him " Alright, I'll help you Smith. But if I end up getting killed I'm blaming you."
I turned to look at him, startling as he was right behind me, I hadn't heard him walk up.

I almost thought I heard him growl "Good Mr. Anderson, I knew you wouldn't disappoint me."
We walked out of the office into a hallway, towards an elevator at the end of the hall.

"Smith, since I'm helping you I'd prefer you just call me Aurel. "

We got into the elevator and he replies "Aurel...' experimental , dark ,spine shivering tone ' How did you get named 'Gilded' in Roumanian. You do not look related to those people."

"Easy, I'm not. It was my Mom's idea for my middle name."

The elevator stopped at a floor, I looked at Smith he shook his head slightly at me.
Four men got into the elevator with us, three more govt. Agents and one prisoner.
The Agents all tilted their heads at Smith in almost the same movement.

The long black-haired , grey eyed prisoner was glaring at me.
He spits "Traitor, we're all dead because of you. Damned traitor, you've doomed us all. I hope They kill you."

I flinched back at the harsh acussatory tone, 'what had I done?. I hadn't done anything. Who are They?'

Seconds later the doors opened again and the prisoner was forced out by the other Agents.
I stared as the doors closed on us, leaving Smith and I alone.