Mirage huffed, resisting the urge to roll his optics. He settled for an affronted sniff.

"Close enough. I am perfectly capable of being professional. Even if there will be much cursing once you leave."

He shrugged, paging through the datapad a little more as he considered.

"Just any further information we don't already have, if you can manage it. You know as well as I how any little detail may come into use. And perhaps..."

A sigh, before Mirage ruefully laughed.

"Well. I doubt anyone would give much advice on how to keep a novice, headstrong idiot playing 'spy' from botching the entire thing."