I'm surprised Mr. Solo. I thought you believed you were above this type of assignment," Waverly mildly reprimanded him for his early statement which he had overheard the agent saving as he was leaving the office after receiving the assignment.
"I was wrong and apologize, sir. Besides I want to see the look on Martel face when we enter the courtroom with Robert."
"Gratification, Mr. Solo?"
"No sir, justice. Mantel is the worst kind of Thrush. We want to see that the boy is able to live without fear."
Napoleon looked to his partner for support.
Illya continued what Napoleon was trying to get across.
"Robert is a brave young boy who has had a lot of pain in his young life. We just want to make sure he has the satisfaction of putting away the man who killed his family."
Waverly looked at his agents. He could see how important this was to them. "Precede gentlemen."
They picked up Robert from the cafeteria.
"I think you are rubbing off on him, Illya." Solo said as he saw the large number of empty dishes before the boy.
Rolling his eyes, Illya led the way to the safe house.