[That's about the response he was expecting, and he hums and drums his fingers on the table as she speaks thinking that maybe it could've waited until she'd finished eating.]

Everything else seems normal. So far.

[He leans back and sighs, launches into the reason he's telling her and not Russia - he's hoping she won't blab, even though he can guess what she'll think of it. Maybe he should've kept it to himself but he needed to discuss it someone and it's part of the reason for being such a pain in the ass about codes to go along with the locks.]

They're not tellin' everyone unless something else happens. Just department heads. Don't want some idiot to try another mutiny.