Ha. You are different, though. You aggravate people, but you talk to them. You get them to talk to you. He seemed to only want to stand in corners and radiate contempt.

[ There’s a little light contempt on Bastien’s part in the way he says it. He’s been fascinated by other people his whole life—unusually so, he knows, so it’d be unfair to hold everyone to his standard. But anyone who seems entirely incurious is, in his opinion, living life wrong. ]

—but I suppose he was a saboteur, not a spy. Maybe all he needed to know about any of us was how best to kill us.