The office was nearly as put together as it had been before Iron Man had stood in it, window repaired as if by magic, but Justin didn't even want to look at that carpet. He sighed and gave an honest shrug. This whole day had blown up completely beyond his control. "I didn't even know big blond was on the planet until you marched in here. I don't have a plan. There was no time for a plan. He's going to convince him to join the team. Or kill him. I honestly don't know. He's been very good at getting people to co-operate." Which was yet another reason their relationship was making Justin increasingly nervous. He knew whatever 'control' he had over Loki was limited, and soon to reach the breaking point. "I wanted to add a backdoor to that conversation we had. If Loki needs to be taken out, you do it. But he can't know I was involved if you fuck it up."