"If they were simple it would be no fun to play with them." The Baron smirked and said "If a hydra had an ass, it'd certainly be Wolfgang Von Strucker." Heinrich found that comment rather amusing and couldn't keep from laughing. Among things brought to his attention, the news his Zwiehander had been broken by the debris that fell on his, that was news he'd yet to receive. The cracked blade had been brought to Viper by the Baron's son Helmut Zemo before he left for Germany in the Iron Cross. It wasn't that Heinrich couldn't repair the sword of the Zemo barony, it was just the fact that at the moment both sword and swordsman were broken. When she said that squabbling was a poor decision he answered back with "I agree, Madam Hydra. I am glad someone aside from me sees this. In order to keep the zealous Americans in check, we must maintain at least some unity. Someone asked me what it meant if a day came where nobody died. I answered back that everyone died the day before and nobody was left."
"With all the heroic hoorays I'm sure SHIELD is doing right now, first chance I get I'm returning home to Berlin." As Viper stood up before she left he said "Thank you for visiting with me, Herr. We'll have to do this again sometime. Next time I nominate someone else to get squished."
Baron Zemo had began getting sleepy at that point and was sure he was being sedated. "Hail HYDRA..." was all he could get out before he was out cold. He couldn't salute with one arm in a sling and the other with pins at the shoulder, but he hoped she'd understand that he was still busted up pretty good.