The grin faded to a more neutral stare in a beat, and he stepped stiffly aside, closing the door and turning to track her movement through the apartment. He crossed his arms, watching her interaction with Wanda closely and standing up a little straighter. The posturing made his protective nature more than clear, when it came to Wanda the smallest move against her would send her brother into action.
"Strucker sent you?" he echoed, frowning and eyes lifting to catch Wanda's at the same moment she sought his.