Cassandra was not surprised by Cerbera's request for Larry. Doctor Fischer had gotten along exceedingly well with the green skinned woman. It had been a little nauseating to watch in truth.
"Of course," she answered with a smile, instead of making childish gagging noises. "I had already been considering him."
Which was the truth, she just didn't like it.
Out of the way, out of the eye. Cassandra didn't particularly trust Cerbera- she'd be a fool to- but she did believe the other woman would not ruin GenPals reputation. At this time. Without a reason. She was already considering how to wrap this in a neat little bow, in case it came out in a fashion that could damage. A shell corporation with Dr. Fischer as the head would do just fine, she decided. Larry wouldn't care if it was wrapped up as part of the project package. He'd happily go along with anything as long as he got to do his weird experiments. The man wasn't dangerous or violent, and neither were his creations for the most part. He and they were simply more often unsettling. Yes, that would do nicely.
"You have my support then," Cassandra said, nodding. "It will be a pleasure working with you again."
It really, really wouldn't be.
But Cass put up with a lot for business.