Stamford, Connecticut was gone! An entire town and it's people wiped from the face of the earth. Walking in to the table Adrian sat in his seat, more somber than usual considering the grave situation and leaving his sense of humor at the door to honor the dead.
"It's a worst case scenario. Pratt isn't going to need much to ratify the bill." Politely interjecting Adrian looked over the known evidence although he wasn't aware of Nitro's involvement yet. Seeing the way things were unfolding it was obvious the man was thinking from a tactical standpoint going over possibilities and contingencies. Behind him in the bulletproof glass display sat the star spangled suit and shield, as much as he hated the thought of being considered Captain America, the people needed reassurance and if a patriot was needed then that's what he'd be.