Now they had the start of an answer the hand of the king came up for the machine to stop. With an avenue in they could shift to the next string of questions. It should be simple enough. The girl was weak, and it was clear that the pain of her subordinates caused her far more grief than anything else would have. Namor smiled for but a moment and exchanged a quick glance with his companion. He turned then and locked eyes with Daisy. "There there. It's alright. Just tell me who it is that you work for? Answer, or I'm afraid your friends will be tested again." He steepled his fingers together and watched her while waiting on a reply. She had to move carefully now. The volume nob could only be turned further up. He might even let her pick the next target. See which friend she disliked most.