A smirk filtered across his face for a brief moment before his attention returned to the weights in his hands. He began doing a coupe reps while making sure to keep mental tabs on her. In his world the only person he trusted was himself. Espionage was a dangerous business and everyone was suspect, even his agents.
"When I'm in the neighborhood." He quipped back before finishing the set. He set the weights down and finally looked at the agent codenamed Tigra. "What brings you here?" His tone was neutral. "You should know we don't keep the scratching posts here."