So the hammer continues to dance along his fingertips as one would twirl a baton or flick a balisong. He doesn't seem particularly bothered, or even very aware, of its movements. These kind of basic trajectory calculations take up very little of his brainpower, letting the computer take over and going with it implicitly.

"You know what I meant," Midnighter says, rolling his eyes. He doesn't seem too annoyed, though. This guy is weird, but hey, weird is good. Weird is interesting in an often monotonous world. He'll go with it. "You know what I meant. What about watching and listening gave you the heebie jeebies?"