So this was the best the mighty Avengers had to offer. A glass cell that could drop him? Pathetic. Fill it with lightning. Beasts. Something to make it a hellish challenge. What was it about solitary confinement that was supposed to upset him? It was only a matter of time. And quite honestly, why not take that fool up on his offering of a magazine? The idea of it amused him more than it should have to begin with.
But then the visitors made it more impossible to contemplate his next move than the silence ever could. He supposed he could take advantage of the situation at the very least. "Worried I would be lonely?" he chided.