And there it was. Robert took another sip of the coffee, this time to steady himself as he considered just how much to share. What could he say, though? He'd warned him against him, that he wasn't to be trusted, and...wasn't quite dismissed, but he could tell that he'd only been heeded so much. And now Anton came to hear more?

He closed his eyes for a long moment.

"...We were involved in a project, some time ago. It went wrong, and his choices made it worse. Someone...innocent...paid for those, and to this day he considers it all nothing more than a setback."

His tone was flat, tight, and with the way his throat closed off at the end- it all suggested this was not a particularly welcome subject.