"They..." He stops at that, considering what he's known, how long he's realized Alex was hot for someone involved in all of this, and figuring out it was Guerin hadn't been that hard. So... Had she known? But then, hell, Max had all but dropped to his knees and begged Liz to walk all over him in heels so, maybe not everyone backed off if they were with someone else.

Though after that image in his head early, would he now?

It's a thought he never though he would have, frowning as he picked up his glass and downed it, pouring himself another.

"Wait, wait, hold up." He makes a face, canting his head and peering at Alex. "I thought with how his hand is all messed up... Could he even?" Because he's seen the damage, could guess just how much it would inhibit him, and he's pretty sure the tendons and muscles wouldn't be able to do that.

"They know you live out here? If so, you might want to move your vehicle out back so they can't see it from down the lane," he says, just playing into this, though he guesses if he thinks about it... He almost laughs.

"My friend is a spy. I never thought of it that way," he says, shaking his head. "Aliens and spies and killers, oh my." Yeah, he is just barely holding onto sanity in many ways. Sorry, Alex.