Ivar doesn't bat an eye when Dodger disappears, just wondering with a dulled sense of curiosity where he'll appear next. He never told the mutant that he's quite predictable with his teleportation, so he's not surprised at all when he appears right up in Ivar's personal space.

Ivar's ice blue eyes with their faint blue sclera blaze with fury when he's suddenly inspected like a potential goat being used for sacrifice. There's hard, biting words next. "Were she alive, I think she'd be more concerned about what trash can you crawled out of."

He suddenly swipes at the hand on his jaw with a knife that seems to appear out of nowhere in his left hand. It's his off-hand, but the speed and accuracy are still there. He gets a little testy about being touched without his permission even with people he knows well. This version of Dodger doesn't fall into that category. "Paws off, dog."