Don't be shy, what do you inquire of me?

He watched you come in with a careful step, observing your behavior. He wanted to see how you tick, how you slip, how you react. You were a bug under his microscope and every movement you did was monitored. He had to do so, in order to see if you were a friend or a foe.

What do you desire? And what are your intentions? Forgive me for asking such daunting questions but I must know, after all, I am a busy man, and my time is quite precious.