The Mayor sits back in his chair a little. In the dark, he casts a glance up at the small black dome perched on the ceiling above the door, almost directly over Nyx's head. Very obviously a camera — no attempts were made to hide it.

Then he relaxes back into his chair, exhaling a long (relieved?) breath through his nose. He shakes his head a little. "You pried their eyes off me for a couple of minutes. I'll give you boys whatever you need."