"How inclusive of you," Loki says just as bemusedly, never mind how much else S.H.I.E.L.D. takes for granted of his daughter. "Frankly, I couldn't care less about your besuited support staff - the six of you are more than enough for my attentions." After all, the six Avengers are the only ones who go and get in his way repeatedly - any foolhardy enough agents to meddle are easily taken care of. Collateral damage.

He appears to think things over as he continues working on his food, all precise cuts and tidy bites as the silence stretches. Just before it becomes truly unbearable, he cuts it with a shrug. "If you feel the need to go and circumvent your comrades' choices, then you do as you must. After all, I'm sure life buried underground in a cushy little cage suits Dr. Banner." A careful sip of tea as he casts a calculating look over the rim at the soldier. "Or it suits your keepers. Whichever."