She hadn't said anything about it in Nebraska but she noticed he wasn't there. They had other things to worry about so she decided to ask when they returned home in New York, only there was no home in New York to go to now. The twisted remains of the Avengers Tower were just as unsettling as the new souls added to her index. At least Alex wasn't one of them. So her question would have to wait, clearly there were bigger problems than Wicked's worries and disappointments. Like Tony said, he was probably doing Avenger stuff.
Not knowing what else to do, she found a spot under a Jackson Pollock painting. She pulled out the beat up radio and started flipping through the frequencies, maybe Pietro would pop up.