He's heard a lot of things about you. Torturer and a sadist. Vicious. Drove a certain someone's best friend insane. Got beaten up by him, though, and ah, got beaten up by Natasha, too. There's also the part where you're used to being a thirty foot tank, but that's not relevant here, at least. He thinks he'd be a fair match for you, stunner or not, but he's misjudged that before, though he takes stock of Tarn's injuries, the light bruise, the scar on his forehead. How much is that from Natasha, he wonders.

"I've been talking to a whole lot of people, actually." In other words, a complete non-answer, and he knows it, he's not bothering to put in a whole lot of effort into evading. "What do you think you're doing back here? Hoping to run into someone you can pick on?"

'Cause buddy, he ain't Sonia. He'll give you hell.