"I intend to. Take a seat," he said, and gestured towards the other chair. He waited until Kat was sitting, then uncrossed his arms and sat forward a little.
"Let's see, how does it go? Oh yeah. Everyone who can fight is to mount an attack on the Spire, to try and stop the Bastard from fucking with people. The usual shit, sending people home once they'd made a life here for themselves, splitting up families and people in love, all that stuff. I should know, he did it to me. So the attack is going to scare him, make him knock all that shit off, am I right?" He smiled over at her when he paused, and rubbed at a spot on his shirt.
"That's a great plan, for a distraction. Because the real attack is the explosives that Izzy made, with Sarah and Tony Stark. They're gonna blow that fucking Spire to bits and take the Bastard with it. It's brilliant, except for the bit where it doesn't fucking work."