Steve/Stephen
Steve wanted to speak to both Tony and Stephen about their plans. When they had arrived, they hadn't had a time to prepare. It was something that will need to be rectified for the future. He'd have to speak to the Conductor to ensure that they had more time to prepare, but also they needed regular meetings so the three of them could be prepared.
A meeting with all three of them would have been preferable, but it was impossible to manage. He just happened to get closer to Stephen first. "Next stop, you need to learn to wear jeans and a shirt," he said as he lifted a box and pretended that it was hard. "Walk with me. I'll move what you need to move while we discuss things."
He kept his voice down. "Guy in your barrack seems to be in charge, but we have no way to know which member we need to help and I don't think we'll be able to blend for long." Sure, there were people who could fit in perfectly, but most couldn't for different reasons, from Steve's own body to Draco's accent and reaction when presented with food. He was sure that the same could be said of others. "We might just have to take everyone out. Would you be able to make a portal to some random place and hold it open to move everyone? We'd have sick people, too."