[Too slow to react in the heat of the moment, Mandrake just stood there in shock while Loki, Kate and Billy sprung into action. Now that she's still, however, he takes her in. She's older than he remembers. Hair shorter. But he still remembers her mannerisms, the way she thinks and acts. As if he couldn't.]

She's lying. [It comes through gritted teeth, and he feels like he's struggling to catch his breath even though he hasn't moved a muscle. Gone is the polite, reserved, distant Mandrake. He stares her down with an intensity of emotions that are hard to make out. Anger. Betrayal. Hurt.]

It's what she does, she's-- she's a liar, and a terrorist. Her name isn't Lizzie Temple. It's Kitty Jones. And she's supposed to be dead.