[ Right. Well, that's...something. Byerly thinks a moment, lips pressed together. He moves on - he has, evidently, accepted those assurances. ]

You're going to need a plan with Natasha. If I am caught - [ He curses his lack of foresight now. ] I gave my word to Miles that I would not take the usual spy's way out. If I'm fast-pentaed, she won't be safe.