She did not resist the urge to roll her eyes at his apparent disgust, but at least he didn't vocally object. That would have been annoying. "I'll worry about that," she said, watching him carefully. She knew her last bit of compulsion on him was growing weaker and he had a clear head coupled with his skills as a special agent, that didn't set well with her, but for the moment, he seemed content to listen to her commands, even if he was reluctant and for now, that would have to do.
"What have you found out about me, Tony? What have they told you?" she asked, dropping down into a chair that she wouldn't be likely to stay in very long. She still had too much pent up energy. "I know they're trying to poison you against me, I need to know just how successful they're being." Even as angry as she was, she could still somehow manage to pull off that victimized damsel act.