Sigma flinches when Beck begins to raise his arms, his legs twitch with a readiness to run... And then looks surprised. This young man wasn't going to kill him after all? Dr. Klim's expression becomes troubled.

Slowly and attentive to his injured ankle, he straightens up, still staring at the other man intensely. This could merely be an act to get his guard down. "I will be fine," he says quickly, "Sooner or later. What is it you want?"