"I would like some feedback," Zap said, after Thor's blunt opening to the meeting. She sat, then, and looked around at the faces present. Various family and friends and allies stared back at her. "I have to make a statement to send to Midgard, where Julian is from - where I'm from. The school on Earth is keeping quiet about the ordeal, except for sending word to parents concerning the death. I'm afraid that doesn't give us much time. Mutants are a loyal group, but frightened parents are no laughing matter." They would turn to the media if they suspected a threat to their children. "And with the lockdown, it could seem even scarier." Okay.
"Asgard was a safe haven for a lot of these children, and it was the decision of the leaders of Xavier's Institute to send them here and help increase their knowledge and safety. That said, I feel it is a mutant issue. The queen of this realm is a mutant, there are mutants running the school here. There are mutants on this council. We failed one of our own. I would like, if there is a dangerous backlash, to take responsibility, personally, for the situation. I want as little stress and blame put on Asgard and on Thor as possible. So..." she glanced to her fellow Natives, one by one, "that way, the nations on Earth wouldn't have as much ammunition to fault our kingdom, Thor, or his associates." The Avengers. As they were prone to do.
However, considering Eva's racial background (ethnically speaking), and the current climate in the United States (Julian's nation of origin), she felt getting the feedback of her fellows would be prudent. "I understand that accidents happen and that this is just one death compared to the hundreds of violent casualties in the US any given day... but we took responsibility and a high horse on the road to this point and I don't want to take things lightly. There's also the matter of the way the other realms may view us now. We've been an Edenic society for nearly a year, and we vowed to protect the other realms. We didn't lose this child to illness, but to murder. That could make us seem weak, especially since we have no answers to offer onlookers." Yet. "Excuse me," Eva said suddenly, then turned and moved to step out the door again. She breathed and leaned against the wall. The upset amongst the mothers on Asgard alone had nearly taken the air out of her lungs, but she'd been holding on and doing her best to soothe their concerns with her bestowed powers. She breathed, cleared her throat, sent out a blanket message of peace and tranquility, then squared her shoulders and reentered quietly before moving back to her seat. "Duty called."