"well the one that always smells like cigar smoke and scotch or the one that smokes and has a deep southern accent? Those two are a pain in the butt. I read their files." He knelt down. "Hank MCcoy and sage have ties to both shield sword and the x-men. If it's an off-world incursion that might not help to narrow it down. How many invasions have we repelled. by the skin of our teeth?" He got up and dusted himself off. He smirked. WAs x-23 flirting with him? "Well, Not much I wouldn't do for you." He stopped for a second. "ITs not cus im scared of you? I mean I have every reason to be." He sighed. "Never mind. Back to the job at hand." He typed in his pad to hide in his embarrassment. "I can report to HQ if you need help from shield. Ask me. I can get it for you."