She expected banging, for the weight of her and Kate to not be nearly enough to stop the onslaught, but once the door was closed it was like the place was gone entirely. So that was - well it was something. America slid down the door and sat beside Kate, breathing out slowly, "Look, I don't want Viggo - I just want him to show me how he does that stuff with the sword. But that'll work." She agreed, laughing too. Now that they were safe it was easy to tease again.
It was so unfair, America hadn't exactly wanted to go to Paris when she and Kate when through the door, but the idea of warm, and coffee and you know without the threat of being killed - that sounded kind of perfect right about now. "Why did you get to go to Paris and we got this?" She grumbled.
America nodded as Kate ticked through what they'd come away with from their experience that morning, "Maybe it's a matter of finding the right place to star port?" She suggested, hoping that it was just a matter of finding the right place instead of accepting that she was just out of luck.
"So next time, we see if we like the look of the weather before we go in. We bring more arrows." They weren't going to end up having to deal with something like this again, America was determined. They were going to learn from this and next time they were going to have a great time. "Maybe next time we'll find freezer world, and it'll be full of frozen peas?"