"Fitting for a spy, I suppose," Greta muses. She isn't put off by it; it seems the sort of thing he wouldn't share if he intended to lie to her, and there's not much reason for that, anyway. Spywork sounds thrilling, but not very... Darrow-esque. Especially not for someone who stands out as much in a crowd as he does. (She can only assume that there are far more people of his stature back where he comes from.)

"Though I can't imagine there's much call for that here," she adds, with traces of both amusement and sympathy. There's no shortage of professions that don't translate well, here, which is probably one of the reasons their stipends exist.