Nothing

Scott takes a moment to look away from his computer screen. But when he did, the look on Nate's face told him that this was no casual visit.

Swallowing hard, he pauses his work. He blinks, receiving the questions. For a moment, he's completely silent. His eye glances down, around and back up again. His leg bounced nervously under the desk, while his fingers ran along the desktop. "I...I don't have any information, Nate. Carson was already in here once saying something crazy about me and the Agency and I told him the same thing."

His body language betrays him. He wasn't telling the whole truth. "Sorry, but I don't know a thing."