"Z, I travel all over the world for my job, I'm in Farida a few times a year." While he's had his fill of hot summers' days and sand castles building in his hair, he doesn't really mind Farida... he just prefers the cold of Koskenkorva. "Plus after all this, I can do pretty much whatever I want." The perks of saving the world and also being super privileged, honestly.

"But I can be tough." Now he's pretty serious, too. "It's not my fault if you and yours can't cut it 'cause you're self-taught." There's a condescending little smirk from the man who knows much and can do even more. "If all of you end up on your knees, begging for mercy, it'll cost you. I won't go easy on you just 'cause I like you."

Seriously, cleaning up a criminal enterprise staffed by vaguely-professionals sounds like a trip. But he also might be implying he could make his way through her organization. Gotta keep things interesting.