Welcome to your new life

Dani started to walk off until the Angelus let her know that they weren’t as alone as she had thought. She turned to face the green haired woman. She looked a bit old to have green hair and dress like that must be one of those midlife crisis people. She thought on how she wanted to answer this she really didn’t want Viper to know the truth so she kind of let the Angelus do the talking. “Since my birth it has many names but you would probably know it as the big bang.” Did she think the woman believed her? Hard to tell really but she didn’t actually care. She had greater things to do then trying to impress a woman going through a midlife crisis.

“They're here to do as I command be it protecting people or killing them it depends on the threat level and what’s going on.” which was partly true she just never said if they were human’s or races from the other eight realms. Because there were no longer any threats from the tenth realm Heaven as they called it. But Dani wasn’t going to give any real answers to this woman who she knew nothing about. It was one thing with Amora and Sif but this woman gave her the feeling she shouldn’t tell too much about herself.

Zinda flexed her arm gingerly and tested out her hand and fingers. Nothing was numb, and there didn’t seem to be any nerve damage done, so it seemed like she had just nicked an artery in her arm. She smiled apologetically at Clark and thanked him. “Sorry, I got carried away. But I figured that this was the only way you could properly tell I wasn’t lying about who I am. As far as I know, Kryptonians don’t bleed easily. And to answer your question, you’re in a place called Asgard. It’s the home of the Nordic gods. You know, the ones the Vikings worshipped? Thor and all that.” She figured it would be easier to explain things that way rather than go into detail, especially since she didn’t know that much about the place.

Taking Clark’s hand and motioning to Ratonhnhake:ton to follow, Zinda led them on to the hall for the feast. Inside, she found a few empty places near Steve and introductions were made. Of course, she also made the effort to not draw attention to her cut arm. Thankfully, one of the Asgardians brought her a bowl of fresh water to clean her arm with. Once that was done, Zinda made the mental note to lay low for a while. Tuckered out from all the adventure the day brought, as soon as they sat the blonde aviatrix slumped back in her seat and gave Steve a tired smile. “I know this is sort of forward of me, but would you want to bunk together while on Asgard? It just seems right and all, I guess. We’ll have our own rooms and everything, so it’s not like we… unless…” She just sort of went quiet, looking at the man next to her. Steve and Zinda had never been on any official dates before. Between them it was more like when one happened to mention that they were going to see something, the other would just happen to be interested in coming along. Perhaps if Ultron hadn’t done his thing, they would have actually been going steady by now.

“Would you want to try and make us a thing? It’s not like we’ll have much else to do here…” This may be the first time Zinda ever got flustered with a man.

Steve greeted Clark before sitting back down going back to his food when Zinda spoke up and asked him if he wanted to live with her. This caused him to stop what he was doing and think on it really think on it. Even though they’d have their own rooms they’d still be living together just them no one else. “Well it seems everyone else is already paring up I don’t see why we couldn't share a house.” He replied while looking over at Zinda. He did like the idea because for some strange reason he had a thought that Viper would try to live with him so she could torment him whenever she wanted which would probably be all the time.

“You would want to be with someone who’s broken?” He asked a lot of people wouldn’t want to deal with that and even though Zinda had been helping him somewhat back on earth. She might not want to deal with it full time it could be a lot of work. Even he was getting some what better she did finally get him to talk and eat as well as moving from the spot he had been sitting in for weeks there was still a lot of work to be done before he’d be back to normal. Or close to it.

"Share a house, get married, freak James out by giving him a weird, alternate universe younger sibling," she joked with a shrug. It was better that he be with someone who knew enough about him and how to deal with post wartime trauma than to have a stranger, or worse yet, an enemy, live with him.

“Steve, I’m going to tell you this once and for all; you are not broken. You are just a man who needs some help to get back on the right track. And if I’m the girl that gets to help you, then yes, I want to have you. Hell, after I first saw you, I admit I googled everything I could about you. Not in an obsessive way, mind you. I know what those people are like. But I read up on you and, dammit, I wish we had known each other sooner. You’re the kind of guy I’d want to settle down with.” If they were at a dance right now, she’d have been pressing herself into him and resting her head against his shoulder. But they weren’t so she was behaving. She wouldn’t even kiss him right now, not unless he asked for it.

She was fully aware that this whole thing was going to take time and part of her expected it not to work. But Zinda was ready to face whatever obstacles there were. "Just be prepared though. Us air force pilots don't take any kind of lip or sass from flightless grunts like you. Captain or not," she smirked.