So she had left Hydra behind then? It was an interesting concept, but while she might not wear the decals, he wasn't about to trust someone he was certain he had probably concussed more than once in combat training. He also knew that she was armed, but not as heavily as he was. He had also set up a few traps to amuse himself if someone had decided that they wanted a little wander around this particular room.

His eyes narrowed briefly at her familiarity before recognition flickered through his gaze. He knew her as more than Sarah, then? The warm skin resting on his cooler one was something the flickered through his mind, but he didn't relax around her. He didn't participate in many trysts, so the fact that she dared to indicate he had with her meant she was either elevating herself or poking at his last episode of wiping. "You know better than to assume that I won't kill you when it suits me regardless of your claim to affiliations elsewhere."

He stood his ground with a relaxed easiness that always came to him. He had nothing to fear, nothing to lose, and that's what made him so effective. Nothing held him back from acting on what he wanted to, carrying out his orders. She was in no way weak though; only a fool underestimated someone of her abilities and training.

"What will you give me in return for any information that I provide for you? I don't deal without equal value," he replied, his metal fingers flexing at his side.