Cassian wandered into the gym after his two friends, wondering why he had come down here, it certainly didn't seem as if the two women would need his help in any case. Cassian was well aware that the two women were completely capable on their own, he had endured enough lectures from the two women to convince him of that fact. Still, he thought that it seemed likely to be more interesting for him to watch, rather than stare at a blinking computer screen and try to work out how he should play out the next few days. Folding his arms across his chest, Cassian wondered to himself how he could anticipate the fight playing out. One the one hand, he knew better than to discount Jyn, because he had seen her fight before, and some of the woman's earlier years had come at the hands of Saw Guerra, a man who took no prisoners. A man who held the view that anyone who could not keep up with him, didn't deserve a place in the Resistance. Cassian could guess that at one stay Saw had left Jyn behind, and the only reason he could comfortably make such assumptions, was because he had seen the massive chip on Jyn's shoulders.
That wasn't to say that he didn't think that Dacia could be successful, because while he may not be completely privy to all of the woman's skills, but he knew that the woman had been a Jedi, back in their Home Universe. While, Cassian may not be completely sure of all of Jedi's capabilities, they having been nothing more than a pleasant myth, and a whispered story that told of the hope that had once prevailed the Universe. Cassian had been an orphan, desperately running for his life, not wanting to be taken in by Empire, he may not have had much, but he could easily see what could happen if he should be taken by the evil group, after all, he would blame the Empire for cruelly taking away his family.
Quietly humming to himself, he wandered over to the large bench seat and perched himself on the edge of the bench. Casting his eyes over to the large ring that the two women had now taken their place in, he cocked his head to the side watching and waiting for the women to begin fighting. Fighting the possibility of becoming bored, he watched as the women sized each up, he wondered if the two realised that this was merely a practice run, they wouldn't be likely to make any silly mistakes.
Jyn suddenly threw her body into some stretching motions, alongside Dacia who was doing the same alongside her. Shaking out some of the nerves in her, Jyn peered over at the woman before pausing briefly with her head cocked to the side. When Jyn saw the woman nodding at her, Jyn abruptly nodded and stopped to face the Dacia. When Jyn faced the woman, she took in a series of deep breaths, before throwing her body forward in a punishing kick and punch combination, trying to reach any part of the woman's body. It didn't work because Dacia was quick to lean back, going through a series of motions that hinted at the power that was crawling underneath her skin.
Cassian couldn't even lie that he had long felt a small degree of nerves when it came to Dacia, he still wasn't even sure if the woman was using all of her capabilities. He hadn't even been sure if the woman could be counted on to move against someone else in a defensive (or even offensive) manner, not in a consistent fashion at any rate. Cassian knew that Dacia had sometimes used those at times, but she neglected to rely on her strength constantly. Cassian would sometimes wonder if Dacia would allow herself to begin working once again with him, to try and rein in on that strength once again. She needed to learn to utilise every skill she had in her arsenal.
It would always be a regret that the man had pushed Dacia too far and too hard once, but he had needed to know, not just for his peace of mind, but also for both Jyn and himself. He thought to himself that he should attempt to approach her again with the intent of working on the Jedi woman's strength. As if they weren't already swimming in some of the work that they would have to work on, the possibility of his lessons could not be pushed completely to the side, but they couldn't be kept to the forefront of what was already a growing, ulcer-inducing stressful amount of work.
Focusing back in on the fight going on in the ring, Cassian cocked his head to the side as he winced as he watched Dacia wrap herself around Jyn, trying to subdue the woman to the point where she takes in a deep breath as she tried to catch her breath. Jyn shook the woman loose and ducked away from the woman momentarily heaving in the great lungfuls of air. Smirking at the woman when she jumped into the air, twisting herself around, to catch the woman on the right side with her left foot.
Chuckling lowly to herself, Jyn landed back down in a sudden crouch, with her arms up, carefully watching Dacia for her next move. Bent over double, as Dacia fought to catch her breath, she straightened upright and peered across at Jyn. Quickly lowering herself into an offensive position, before straightening herself upright again, and swinging herself closer to the woman, at the last second launching a powerful kick at the woman's side. It was for nought though, especially when the woman neatly sidestepped the weak kick.
Jyn knew very well that it would serve to irritate the woman even further if she peered at her, with a calculating look in her eyes. Slowly making her way around the panting woman, in a wide semi-circle, Jyn almost waited for a hair too long before she quickly leaned all of her weight back onto one of her feet. Sucking in a sudden breath of air, Dacia watched as the woman took a running leap from the woman.
Finding a sudden second wind of energy, Dacia quickly sidestepped the woman's swinging legs, and smirked to herself before muttering quietly to herself,
"My turn."
Dacia backflipped over the ring, before landing just behind Jyn and swung a leg at behind the woman's knees. Smirking a little to herself when the woman began to stumble to forward. Muttering to herself heatedly when Jyn took a few seconds to steady herself but still swung up with a sudden roar, and swung herself around, her fists already coming up, swinging to try and land a punch with the woman. Swaying her body away from the wildly moving fists. Muttering to herself, Dacia leaned forwards and grabbed the woman's shoulders, hurriedly wrapping an arm around the woman's shoulders, trying to limit the amount of movement that the woman could find before she moved back trying to limit any amount of pain.
Taking a deep breath as she tried to keep the hold on Jyn, ducking and weaving in her movements, not wanting to be clocked right before they started the interview process started. Breathing in a deep sigh, as her abused lungs finally took in a big lungful of the oxygen that she felt she had been denied since starting to spar.
Unfortunately, Dacia's grip loosened when her muscles began to rest, again, still not sure how she was expected to play the next part. Making a quick decision to herself, she tried to ease the woman to the ground. But as all things happen, Dacia's muscle gave an abrupt tremor, loosening her grip on the woman. Jyn was able to use the momentary loss in focus on Dacia's part by slipping out of her grip and attempting to diving backwards from the woman's grasp.
Growling a little, when she quickly realised that this spar wasn't over between the two, Dacia reached for the weakened strands of the Force. Not having much to work with, she pulled on the small amount she could access and leapt up, allowing the small amount to propel her further. Landing neatly on her feet, Dacia stared at the woman, panting across from her, not wanting to tire each other out too much, she cautiously darted a glance at a bored looking Cassian.
The man was seated still watching the two of them, Dacia found that she did not particularly enjoy the look on the man's face. Or at least the look that she could parse from his expression. She thought that the man looked as if he was beginning to add to Dacia's gym work and routine, something which Dacia for one wasn't in any form to rush through. Focusing her attention back on the woman standing across from her, Dacia tried to give the woman some indication that now it was time for them to wrap this up. She thought the thing would be easier if she simply had express permission to enter the woman's mind, at least when they weren't running for their lives. If there was one thing that Dacia had promised herself never to do, it was to violate and enter her teammate's minds unless she had too. This came down to situations like if they were ever engaged in combat, then she could whisper suggestions, but she felt like she didn't trust herself to always dipping in and out of other's minds, and influencing them.
Jyn slowly got the impression and nodded; she knew well enough when it was time to call it a day. It was time for them to continue with their day. Straightening herself upright with a groan as she thought of the aches and pains she would likely face the following day. Some things though were worth paying the price for, at least now that she would be able to focus on the interviews.
"So, Cassian, have you gotten any work done with regards to the spaceship? Do you know if we are likely to run into any difficulty with regards to the spaceship?" Jyn asked the man, hoping that she could distract him from whatever he was thinking.
"Yeah, we are going to need to land at some point, so that I can give the spaceship an adequate look over, but for now I am confident enough to state that it is not likely that we should run into trouble immediately," Cassian told the women.
He was sucking on his bottom lip, as he thought through some more of the issues he had managed to overturn in his hunt through some of the spaceship's engines for faults.
Dacia nodded at the man and leant back, some thoughts running through her head as she tried to think through some more of their moves. Absently raising her arms and delicately sniffing at her armpit, wincing a little when she realised that she needed a shower before she went into the interviews. Shooting a glance over at Jyn, she groaned quietly to herself and quietly spoke.
"Jyn, we need to get a shower before we head in, Cassian will you be okay to make a list of the questions that we need to ask them, while we run? Don't want to gas them after all!" Dacia joked a little.
"Yeah, I should be fine, I'll get started on these questions now, and meet you guys in the central nodule in fifteen minutes. Cassian nodded at the woman before wandering off.
WHOOSH
Cassian made his way to the central nodule and pulled out his notebook app on his tablet computer. Pulling up some of the notes, he began to tap at the screen, making a series of notes to himself.
· Ask about their background, how they got involved with 'heroism',
o Take a beat on asking on whether or not their current actions make sense to them at present.
· Make sure to ask questions of some of the longer term Avengers how they may have concluded that Dr Stark was a bad guy, especially when they happily fought alongside the guy for years.
· Inquire about how they view Designation: Scarlet Witch, her relationships with the others is creepy and borderline problematic.
· When questioning Designation: Winter Soldier, make sure that the man is completely aware of what he has stepped into and who he fights alongside. It's entirely possible that he is not aware that Designation: Scarlet Witch was (IS) a HYDRA agent.
· It would be interesting to ask him if there is any possibility that he recognises the woman, even if this is a shot in the dark.
· Ask if it was even possible that the men did not understand what they were getting themselves involved with.
Cassian was about to make even more notes when the door WHOOSHed open behind him. Not even bothering to turn round, he already knew who would be at the door. Glancing at the small digital clock at the top of his tablet screen, he raised an eyebrow quietly impressed when he saw that his two friends had been on time. He was still liable to struggle with the idea that the women could be on time, because even though they both were notoriously on time (the spaceship ran on an amalgamation of military perfunctoriness, it was a holdover from their home) but he would sometimes see jokes about women never being on time.
"We need to interview Designation: Ant-Man, I want to understand if the man was completely cognizant of the situation that he has found himself in," Cassian told the women walking in.
He wanted a reason to break the silence, not even caring if it was spuriosity that led him to break the silence before the women even got started to speak. It was important to him that he should be able to get the other two caught up on some of what he was working through.
"That's good, do you have any idea which questions you want to ask?" Jyn asked the man.
"Well like I said we need to make sure that they completely understand where they are, so we can ask him about why he has found himself in the position he is in. I also want to ask him, why he was so sure that Dr Stark is a bad guy, we don't have records of him even meeting the man before this whole Civil War mess. We need to make sure that he understands that Pym, who I think is his backer, hasn't even met Dr Stark either, so it is the height of folly to believe the man on everything." Cassian told the women frowning to himself.
"Okay, it sounds like you might be better to take this interview, or at least sit in, I want Jyn to provide security and probably to ask the questions, something tells me that she has a chance to build a rapport with the man, is that okay with you guys?" Dacia instructed the two.
"That's fine, but just as a matter of interest what will you be doing while we are in with the guy?" Cassian waved the woman off.
"I'll be here; I want to watch the man's reactions and body language. Just to remind you guys, that we will, of course, be recording the interviews. I don't expect much, but we may be able to catch them in a lie." Dacia shrugged.
Looking over at the other two with a fierce look on her face, she looked down and away from the two before wandering over to the computer almost aimlessly. Cassian studied the woman briefly and thought to himself that it was unlikely that the woman should do anything by accident, it was more of a matter of waiting her out. Cassian was confident that he could, he had played in more difficult games, against deceptively complicated opponents. Whatever was brewing on the woman's mind, could (if not would) become important, he wouldn't automatically dismiss it out of hand. Some of the things that woman knew or even guessed at had the unique probability of becoming important for the day-to-day running of the spaceship. Nodding once at the woman, before guiding Jyn from the room, he tried to mentally prepare himself for what was likely to happen next.
WHOOSH
The two of them made their way through the spaceship, each trying to steal glances at one another when they thought the other wasn't looking. Clearing his throat, which at this point was almost akin to a reflexive action.
"You okay with speaking with him? I know you didn't say anything in front of Dacia in there, but I just want to make sure that you are okay with how this thing is likely to play out." Cassian asked.
"Yeah, I'll be fine, I expect that Dacia thought I would be able to 'reach the guy because of some of my experiences at dabbling at operating on the other side of the law. Was he the only one to have a criminal record before this started right? I can sort of understand some of his actions." Jyn supplied dully.
"The only difference is what he had committed was a white collar crime, you were running for your life from a repressive regime that admittedly was attempting to wipe out everyone, that's a little different from his previous crimes in my book. Do you want me to stand and look menacing in the background?" Cassian briefly hugged the woman to himself as they walked.
"Can it be that simple though? The crimes that we have both committed can and should in no way be conflated, like you said I was running for my life, never sure if I could trust someone enough. It's worth a try though because it seems like the guy might not have been told a lot about the situation before him getting involved. But I do wonder if the guy will be able to give us anything credible to go on." Jyn sighed.
"It's worth a chance; you know that we aren't simply doing this for our health right?" Cassian checked. He wanted to know that his friend was in the right head space to be talking going in and doing what she had promised to do.
"Oh, don't worry I still remember what we are trying to do, I just wish that so much of my life hadn't brought about violence," Jyn told the man in a despondent tone of voice.
Cassian looked at the woman, with worry clear in his eyes. He knew that his friend would occasionally struggle with what she saw as her lot in life. Personally, he thought that Jyn was a touch too young to begin looking back on the life she had lived thus far, but he didn't want to become the sort to judge his friends, based on what they-they were going through. It might have been a difficult lesson to learn, especially after he had left the Resistance, but there was no place for him to judge others. If he chooses to keep information close to his chest and keep his confidences private, then that just meant that some things were hard to forget.
Drawn out of more introspection when the pair arrived at the door to the prison wing, Cassian briefly held out an arm to the woman he was walking with and raised a hand to his face. Making sure that the hood he was wearing obscured his features, he might be planning on speaking with Designation: Ant-Man but he wanted to make sure that the man was thrown. Cassian could attest to the fact that it could sometimes be surprising the amount of information that could be obtained if the other part was kept in the dark. Even if there were times when he doubted the veracity of the information, even know he was not in the torture business, he was aware that anyone he was interrogating questioning would be likely to tell him lies, if they thought Cassian would go easier on them. Nodding once to a silent Jyn who did the same, the two entered through the door.
WHOOSH
Making their way into the cells in silence, the two of them knew not to speak, without even looking at them, they both knew that the prisoners were no doubt staring at them. Jyn for one wondered if they should have worked harder to ensure that the prisoners knew what was happening. Fighting a small shrug, she realised that some people were not willing to see any fault in their actions, it was basic nature. Something that she had run into a few times before.
Shaking her head of the thoughts, Jyn made her way over to the central computer desk, and with the help of Cassian, altered a few of the settings, wanting to make sure that everything could be kept safe. For starters, she pressed a few of the buttons and retrieved a small set of silver coloured handcuffs.
While she was performing these actions, Cassian looked at the computer and swiping his access card a few times; he glanced up at the cells quickly before refocussing his attention. Frowning momentarily, he ensured that the cells were all securely locked, it was possibly worth more than his life that nobody should be able to escape while they were retrieving Designation: Ant-Man. He made sure to lock the cells tightly, not wanting to be suddenly be faced with too many prisoners to handle if they should manage to get through the tightly locked doors.
Looking down at her small tablet, Jyn made her way over to the cell that held Designation: Ant-Man, ensuring that she still held a pair of handcuffs and made her way over to the cell that housed Designation: Ant-Man. Slipping the tablet into her pocket, she tapped at the screen facing the man's cells, pausing to allow the iris scanner to scan her eyes. It was at this point that she knew enough to realise that the computer was quickly going through a database of hers, Cassian's and Dacia's iris' making sure that it wouldn't open for anyone else. Once the door hissed open beside her, she ducked into the confused man's cell and managed to safely secure the man's wrists behind his back.
When she was satisfied that the man could not escape from her hold, she marched the man from the cell. Once the two of them were out, Jyn nodded over at the man facing her, Cassian took his cue and closed and locked the cell behind the two. Following the two from the cells, Cassian kept his silence and tried to look as intimidating as he could.
The odd-looking trio made their way into a separate interrogation room. Designation: Ant-Man was sat in a metallic seat, with his wrists locked into a small bar protruding from the table. Jyn took a seat across from the man, and loosened her hood, peering across at the man. She studied the man intently, trying to work out some of his motives, she hid a smirk when she noticed how uncomfortable he is beginning to get, shifting his weight around in the seat below him.
Allowing the man to become even more uncomfortable, she decided to put the man out of his misery and began to speak.
"Hello, Designation: Ant-Man, we have taken you on here in response to your actions in the recent Civil War. Now before we begin, can I ask you if you completely understand the situation you have found yourself in?" Jyn asked politely. She still wasn't sure what to make of the uncomfortably shifting man across from her.
"No, I mean, yes I understand, sort of, I think." Scott frowned looking even more confused.
"Right, well you see you stepped into a situation that shouldn't have involved you, we can see that you acted on a small scale in San Franciso within the past year. But you weren't actually a part of the Avengers, so if you could explain to us some of why you opted to get involved?" Jyn asked gently, cocking her head to the side as she tried to innocently get to the bottom of the man's actions.
"In the run-up to that incident in San Francisco, I had to break into the Avengers Compound where I fought with Mr Wilson. To cut a long story short, he must have remembered me from that incident and rang me. He told me that Steve Rogers was having a problem that Stark wasn't willing to listen too. That squared with some of the things that Hank had told me about Stark." Lang told Jyn looking at once defensive and conflicted.
"Just changing the subject here briefly, have you read much history, sir? Or even read a newspaper critically? I'm going to guess that based on some your actions that you don't have much experience thinking critically. If you had, then you would have known that you shouldn't have trusted Mr Pym's words, at least not as gospel. We haven't been able to find any kind of indication that the two men had ever met. What we do however that Mr Pym had previously worked with the senior Stark, who was known to be a bit of an asshole. So well done, you got yourself locked up on the word of a bitter old man." Jyn told the man lightly.
"No, but that isn't true why would Hank lie to me? He told me that everybody knew that Stark was just like his Daddy, an asshole." Scott sneered, trying to look discomfited.
"He thought that Stark Snr had taken his inventions from him. We have been able to find that once his wife had gone missing, he began to separate himself from anyone he had previously been close to. I bet he didn't tell you that at one stage that he was good friends with the man. There was some amount of personal decisions that Stark Snr made that maybe Mr Pym could have aborted. Right now though, that isn't important. I want to know what you were told to make it seem like a good idea to get involved with something that didn't need to concern you?" Jyn explained to the man.
"I was told that Steve Rogers had asked for me personally, even though I had never met the guy. And what are you supposed to do when the great Captain America asks for you. I couldn't say no, could you say no to the man?" Lang tried to ask the other man.
"Very easy, but I am wondering why you decided to say yes. You hadn't met the man; it's likely that the man only wanted you for the warm body and the potential distraction you could provide. Had you ever had any indication that the man knew of yo before you choose to get involved? We went through some of your background, and you had no experience in law enforcement or military experience. In fact, it is likely that Hank Pym didn't expect too much from you either, because not to mean he didn't want his daughter to get in the suit, to him you were likely to be nothing more than a pawn." Jyn told the man calmly.
"That can't be true, why would the man not care too much for me?" Lang tried to compose himself.
"Sorry, but that's true, I don't like to hurt you with no good intentions. I want to know if you have any observations of how the other Rogue: Avengers interact with one another. There are some things that we would like to be to question if you have anything to provide now is the time." Jyn briskly told the man, not sure if it was sympathy for the man she could see in front of her beginning to well up at her insides.
"I don't know these people well enough to give you any ideas of how they interact with one another. But I did find it curious how they seem to rally around the woman, they refer to her as a child, but she's not a child is she? In my mind once you have hit the age of consent, started to vote, sometimes even before that, you have become an adult. If she was a child what the hell are they thinking allowing the woman or girl to fight alongside them?" Mr Lang hotly asked.
"That is what we would like to get to the bottom off; we can't understand why the other Avengers seemed to rally around the woman. We want to make sure that she didn't do anything nefarious to them, that's all." Jyn replied.
In a sense, she felt like she measured the man in front of her and she was pretty sure that if she cared to look over her shoulder, Cassion would no doubt be doing the same thing.
All Cassian knew was that right now he was finding the man interesting, or at least some of the man's potential decisions seemed interesting. Cassian couldn't say one way or another that he completely agreed with the man's most recent actions, but it was interesting for him to attempt to peel back some of the rationales at work.
"Wait nefarious? Is it possible that she is doing something to them without their permission? Could she be doing something to them that isn't in their best interests? If someone has been then how are they standing for it? You say that I shouldn't have taken Hank's word of Stark at face value, but they don't seem to like the guy, so what exactly is going on there?"
"That is what we suspect, but for right now, you just need to concern yourself with the world of shit you have found yourself in. Right now, Dr Stark hasn't woken up from his little sojourn to Siberia, so I've got to say I have to hope that the man wakes up, because otherwise, it could look bad for a lot of you guys." Jyn told the man seriously; she still wasn't sure how much was going into the man's head.
"Wait, but if he was in Siberia, then how should that affect how my actions look? Because you know that I wasn't even in Siberia right? It wasn't even me who told the man to go to Siberia. It was that Wilson guy, I think he's in the Air Force or something?" Designation: Ant-Man looks genuinely confused as he tried to defend himself.
"That doesn't matter as much as your actions during the fight. You messed with the Iron Man suit while it was in flight and Designation: Scarlet Witch dumped a load of cars on the guy, that doesn't even begin to cover the damages that you guys left behind. We are even going to claim that we can completely absolve you of any wrongdoing, but the guy that could? He's still in a coma, and you injured him, now do you feel any small amount of guilt over what you have done?" Jyn finished in disgust looking over at the man behind her.
Deciding that she didn't want to look at the man any longer, she felt a growing kernel of sickness growing in her belly. It didn't make a lot of sense to her; she still fought feelings of wondering how the man could have unwittingly stepped into something he didn't understand. Jyn wondered if that was possibly some indication of the American way of thinking? She might be new to this Universe at times, but she could admit that it sometimes as if America got involved in other countries problems without having to be invited. She did wonder if it ever seemed as tiring to people on the ground as it did to her.
Looking over at Cassian, she saw a small flicker in the man's expression; she raised her eyebrow when she was sure that only Cassian could see her face. The man must be feeling a whole mix of emotions, his face which normally seemed like an impenetrable Cold Rolled Steel Wall was allowing a small silver of emotions to cross his face. Jyn considered that for a someone like Designation: Ant-Man who was still sat at the table behind them, he wouldn't be able to read a lot (if anything) on the inscrutable face. To someone like Jyn, who knew the man, she could see a small array of emotions cross his faces.
Nodding briefly at the man, Cassian moved forwards and cuffed the man's hands behind his back. Allowing Cassian to walk with his hand on the man's shoulders, the strange looking trio made their way back to the cell in silence. Both Cassian and Jyn were both attempting to stomach what they had heard.
It would take them a while to feel as if they were once again clean (or even completely lucid and clear-headed). Passing through the doors of the spaceship, the two shared a look, deciding that it wasn't worth their while to attempt to parse through some of what they had been told. It wouldn't do them much good, if they were even to begin to talk it through, no doubt Dacia had been watching and would also have ideas on how they could begin to work through some of what they had been told.
When the trio got to the cells, Jyn peeled off to the computer and opened up Designation: Ant-Man's cell, looking up in time to see Cassian prodding the man through the door. Cassian stopped by the small screen at the man's cell and pressed a few buttons, to ensure that the door closed with a small CLICK noise. As one the two of them exited the cells, still not exchanging a word with one another.
WHOOSH
Not for the first time in his life, Scott felt like everything had gone silent on him, it commonly happened to him when he was faced with the difficult task of learning things that had the potential to destroy him. He could well remember a similar thing happening when he learned that his parents were getting divorced. He had been too young to understand; he had left with questions of whether or not it was his fault, could he have done something different? He had only been ten years old at the time, and he could acknowledge that he was too young to begin to process the information.
At the time it had seemed like the worst thing that could happen, why couldn't his parents simply stay together for him? With the benefit of moving away from that time in his life, he could now claim that he understood that it wouldn't have been fair of him to force them to stay together, not if they weren't happy and always felt like they had to hide their arguing from their self-involved son.
Right now though, he felt like he was trying to comprehend something far bigger. It would take him a while to come to terms with everything again; he did not doubt that he could stomach what he had just learned. It probably hurt him even more because of this time he couldn't blame his actions on anyone else. Not, if he wanted to remain fair, he only had himself to blame for his part in this mess. Nobody was telling him to go and fight in another man's wars; it didn't have to involve him. He shouldn't have been there.
Ha, but didn't that feel like the story of his life, making stupid decisions before he got all the facts? He couldn't even try to defend himself, by claiming that he was being jerked around by someone else. No, for once he was started to understand that he should learn to look before he leapt. He wasn't about to say that he didn't feel completely ashamed of his previous criminal activity because he didn't, but he was starting to feel a growing sense of shame about his most recent actions.
Feeling like he was utterly unable to face any more questions for the day, he stood beside the cell door and sank to his knees, wondering where he had so wrong. He made sure to hide from the notice of the other Rogue Avengers, he wasn't even sure if he still had the stomach to look at them. Especially now that he had listened to some of the things that woman Jyn had hinted at. Not for the first time he decided that he wanted to make a change in his life, he didn't to become the kind of man that his daughter was ashamed of. He had thought that he had made that decision the first time he came back, it had led him onto the path where he became Ant-Man, but now he felt like it was important that he should become introspective. If he had started earlier, then maybe he wouldn't have started to wonder if (and when) he had become a bad guy?
His hearing started to slowly return to him as he heard the others beginning to cry out to him, asking where he had been taken but he felt like he couldn't speak up and tell them what had happened. Not while he had been left with questions that he wanted to ask himself before he spoke to anyone.
Peering over his cell to the small bed, he clambered to his feet and made his way to his small cot bed, collapsing into the bed, he found himself hoping that Stark would pull through. He had a metric fuck-ton of apologies to make. Closing his eyes, he drowned out the sounds again, when he gave into listening to his thoughts once again.