Guy watched with amusement at the start, but her skills were, without a doubt to the spy, inherently frightening. It's one thing to hold a weapon, it's another thing entirely to meet one. Part of him was wholly thankful that, in any universe, someone with such terrifying precision was on the side of their species, and somehow wasn't being manipulated for the purposes of corrupt governments. After all, if things were as exposed as that, there was no doubt in Guy's mind that this woman would be forced into a position of 'tactical trump card' for her country.

It was the way things operated, or at least how he knew them to.

He let out a long, yet silent breath he'd held.

"Impressive. I must admit I hadn't expected it at all."

He glanced over at the dart board. The guise of being unassuming, his own speciality, though he knew how they each employed it to be highly different.

"Do remind me never to fall into a place where your temper would see my end."