He cocks head head at Sollux just enough to keep his goof eye on him as he listens. None of that sounds like instant results, so none of it makes him happy, but it's a start.

"Alright." He nods and straightens, but keeps his hammer out. "Contact -- Legion, whoever that is." The apparent use of plurals in context of this person puzzles him, much like Sollux's little train of dropped corpses back there, but it isn't relevant so he ignores both of them.