"I hate to break it to you, but in this position, I will need your assistance in a moment's notice, regardless of your attire. Poor Kingston had to fly me in his pajamas once," she pointed out and leaned back in her seat. "But thank you for dropping off Fury where he needed to go, apologies if it got hairy." She tsked the praise for being in World War 2. "Please, it was a war, everyone had the duty to pick up a gun and fight. When we land, I will have to go to talk to officious bureaucrats. Look over their people, see if anyone catches your eye for trouble. But don't act, just observe. "