Miles would give her an equally tongue-in-cheek bow in return, but she specifically asked for no bowing or scraping. So instead he grins up at her.

"Sonia, then. A pleasure." Less pleasurable is that second question... Miles frowns a bit. She's right to ask about the amount of trouble rather than whether he's having any. "Oh, I get the usual hex signs," he says with forced airiness. "I've encountered it all my life. But no ones laid a finger on me yet."