Some of the tension drained out of his body, and he slipped in beside her carefully, taking a quick look and giving her an approving nod, for her choice of vantage point.

'Normally,' he picked up the menu and pretended to ponder over it. Much more quietly, almost as though he was asking her something about the selection, he opened up with the information that he couldn't say over the phone, and he had promised her.

"I used to be a Hydra agent. They want me back, and they have... a very great history of being very good at tracking information in digital form. Any digital form."