"I never would have guessed it with the way you scowl all of the time. Most have a resting neutral face. Your resting face looks like this." Napoleon put on a comically exaggerated version of Illya's scowl.
Yes, this was the nature of his life now: on a pleasure planet in the middle of space, with a KGB agent in his bed, who he couldn't touch, but was making fun of. He never would have guessed that this would be his life.
Dropping his scowl, he said, "The Sambo or the throwing around? Because I assure you that if you're throwing me around, there's only one way I'm going to like it."