He'd waited a while, listening, and not interacting with the skrull at all. He'd wanted to wait. There were plenty of people who wanted to meet it face to face, so he waited, and listened.

"So, N'cho," he called over the divide. His voice was light, borderline on the mockery tone. He didn't want to give much away. "Care to share some pointers? I'd love to pick your brain."