Oh -- nothing. [ His fingers move as if to cover his eye from view, though he lowers his hand before they quite make it there; no point, he decides. ] What can I say, I'm pretty popular, too.

[ But he has to shrug his shoulders, as loathe as he is to admit he's just as much in the dark as Ward is. He just likes to think he's so smart and above it all. ]

I might've just got here, but I'm a quick study. Maybe they'll give you a job being one of our keepers too, then, since this is apparently a government operation.