I honestly don't know how I feel about this place. There are times when I'm happy and I'm glad to have this opportunity to see my dad (Any version of him. Even the one that finds my existence upsetting.) in a place where I don't have to worry about Ultron killing us all in our sleep. There are times when I wake up and I worry about the ones left behind. Especially Rogers and the others. As capable as they've proven to be they haven't grown up the same way. They don't know what it takes to live like that.
As much as I want to meet my mother... I keep hoping Betty Ross shows up or that this place brings May back.