“Funny that they wrangled you up, too.” Murder commented before taking another sip of coffee. Then, he glanced over at the tap and rather than nodding, he simply tapped the table twice with the first and middle fingers of his left hand to indicate he understood. This whole thing was devolving rapidly and while he knew any group tossed together would have issues, this was just turning into something ludicrous.<br/><br/>Briefly, he glanced towards the hallway, hearing bits of the conversation, but his attention quickly shifted back to Fury when the man opened his mouth and unmitigated<i>bullshit</i>fell out. “Funny. You’d think that with how much time, effort, and money they poured into me, they would have made more of an effort to find me.” Then, Murder raised both eyes at the next statement. “Alright. Now I’m convinced that you picked up the wrong person, got the wrong intel,<i>something</i>. The fact that you’re comparing me to the Hulk says it all. First of all, I don’t lose my temper. The only major time I lost my temper was when Hydra shot my best friend in front of me for matters out of my control, but, y’know. I feel that’s sort of justified.”<br/><br/>Murder picked up his burger and took a bite of it as he considered things for a moment. “So, excuse me if I currently think you don’t know your head from a hole in the ground.”