Aisilian blinks. Uh-huh. "New employee", unannounced, that he's never heard of, wearing a rather effective mask given that it took him three tries to really pierce it. Right. Got it.

... Hm. His right arm appears to be attempting to press the panic button under his desk. He thought had gotten all of those triggers already. Regardless, no. This is his chance to get out of here without getting himself killed.

... To do that, he needs to be useful to Ms. Freedom Fighter here. That means he needs to get somewhere alone and unobserved with her so that he can trade his ever-so-stalwart loyalty for a ticket out of here and a job with someone who had ever come within seven miles of an ethics course.

The easiest way to get alone with a lady is -

"Hello, Janet. That's a lovely dress you're wearing, where did you get it?"

- probably not extravagant flirting. Oops. Well, he's committed.