Nick stared between the pair of them, his lips pressed tightly closed, and considered how much he ought to tell them before they left. Daisy at least (hell, probably Alex too, kid was sharp) was likely up to date on all the political tension in the world. In this line of work, it helped to know who would get pissed off if you wiped your feet on their welcome mat. Nick was definitely not invited to the doorstep he was about to darken. So all it took was a single word to judge not only how aware his secret warriors were of the world at large, but of how dangerous this mission could actually be. "Latveria," he muttered and awaited their reaction.