It wasn't McCoy that Sitwell was particularly worried about, but here they were, reasonable and worldly government agents dedicated to justice and the well being of the public, tasked with following around the guy who just happened to be blessed with blue fur. The more sheltered the social status, the more emotional and physical the reaction seemed to get. He was just starting to personally understand the effect. "Don't lose sight of him, but stay aware of the environment," he stressed again, more carefully this time. That was how this was going to run smoothly. Other than that, Sitwell shook himself out of direct engagement, already turning his body back toward his control station before he thought to note, "Oh, and preliminary reports suggest he's using some kind of camouflage device in the city." It was tossed out casually and Sitwell barely turned back Romanoff's way to make eye contact with just enough of a challenging grin to flash a sharp canine before he was all business again. "I'm sure that won't be a challenge for you, Agent."