"Thanks," Auggie grinned as he heard the slide of a chair, when Spencer asked if he'd like to sit down with them. His hand reached out searching for the chair, sliding over the back of it and defining the edges before he sat down. "CIA," He said and sighed, it was hard to just tell people that, even if they knew - even when they'd found out things they shouldn't have been able to easily, like they were looking into his mind or something. It was disconcerting on so many levels. "Head of tech ops for my department." He explained.
He didn't need to get into the rest of it, not yet at least - that was something people could earn if they wanted to be told by him. And it wasn't that he wouldn't tell people, but covers were too much a part of the way he lived his life to forgo them completely now that he was here. Somethings you held on to, even when you didn't need them.
"So what sort of magic are you two doing over here?" He asked, folding the cane up before laying it on the table in front of them while looking between the two, or at least pretending to. Some mannerisms were hard to get rid of and still hung around even now years after his injury.