This is the land of the living. Can't complain, huh?
You know, since you're like alive and let us all think you were dead for, oh, that felt like forever? I never did find out if you got to Portland to see that cellist you were talking about on the helicarrier. Before you know what happened.
The thing. That happened. There. Like Voldemort, you can't say what it was out loud in case it shows up again.