She shook her head, knowing her father was too absorbed in his thoughts and pain to realize the advantageousness of her job, a small, very small smile on her lips. It was rare her father was distracted enough not to realize how to turn something to his advantage, and it was nice to see the human side of him.
Even if she did wish she could take his pain away.
As they approached Stark tower, Enigma waved off the security guards who had caught sight of them and came running (after all, it wasn't every day the third in command vanished for a day and a half, and they were eager to get her inside and calm down Bruce). One of the men radio'd upstairs to tell Bruce and Tony she had returned, looking worse for wear but alive, while Enigma turned to her father. "Do you want to come in?" she asked softly, looking up at him.