"Yeah." He knew where he'd be going. Right back into SHIELD custody. That would probably suck; although he doubted those people could be as crazy as these.
"Call my intuition, but you've got something to talk about." He slid up to the tree in question and leaned against it, grinning at her. "Right, princess?"
"I mean, apart from the obvious about how buff I am and how much you like my fancy hair." He preened a little. Her nervousness was catching. It was strange and Tommy didn't like it. Normally she'd be yelling at him now. But ever since the coma. . . things had been weird. He wasn't sure where the shift was. He didn't like it.