It was a seemingly quiet morning. The inhabitants of the Avengers facility were once again assembled in the lounge, quietly preparing for the rest of the day. At the couches, Peter Parker almost bounced in his seat as he bombarded 'Mr. Thor' with various questions. 'Mr. Loki' reclined in his designer suit on an opposite couch, content for the moment to watch his brother try and answer the teens obscure questions. At the other side of the room, Naomi and Tony spoke in hushed tones over the glass table, each nursing a cup of coffee.

"It's his choice, Tony. You know how strong he is." Naomi spoke, her eyes sliding over to Peter- who was currently barraging Loki with questions about his magic. He seemed to trust that Loki was a good guy, after knowing that Thor, Naomi, and Tony to an extent, trusted the God.

"He's a kid." Tony shrugged. "He'll want to fight no matter what the odds are."

"Reminds me of someone." Naomi smiled, and Tony followed her gaze to the web-slinging superhero. He too smiled, more accustomed to the idea of allowing Peter to fight than he had previously been. The sudden shock of what Naomi had told him had taken the entire night to process- along with her vehement explanations that as long as they won against Thanos Peter should be fine. It was an unspoken realization for them, that even though Naomi knew so much about their universe, she had no idea what was about to happen now that everything had changed. She couldn't protect Peter from what she didn't know- but neither of them discussed that.

"I hate it when you're right, Hepburn." Tony sighed, looking back to her. Naomi chuckled and sipped her coffee, happy that Tony's mood didn't seem too terribly weighted that morning. "Do you want to ask him?"

"He's your kid." She grinned, and Tony scoffed and rolled his eyes- yet didn't deny it. Naomi continued to smile with satisfaction as Tony rose from his chair with a grunt, ruffling her hair before he walked over to the couches. With a short command and a tilt of his head, he brought Peter out into the hallway to tell him about the Infinity War.

For the first time in a while, Naomi took a short moment to relax and enjoy the moment. Having given a part of her burden to Tony, it was easier for her to carry it, even if the guilt of having him know now added to her load. However she couldn't change what the billionaire wanted to know, so she put it out of her mind and sat in her chair, wrapping her hands around the coffee mug. It crossed her mind that it should be strange, that she shouldn't be relaxed in a superheroes secret facility, with two Gods across the room chatting back and forth, and drinking coffee brewed by one of her favorite fictional characters. However that was what her life had come to, and Naomi had moved on from it what felt like long ago, even if it had only been a few days.

Peace was fleeting, of course, in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, and thus Naomi was interrupted from her quiet morning by a pair of brothers.

"Naomi, why don't you tell us who the spider child favors more, me or Loki?" Thor bellowed to her, a little too loud for the distance between them. Shaking her head with a hidden smile at the petty question, she turned to face Thor and Loki, turned around on the long couch to look at her. Loki perched himself on the cushions, folding his arms on the back of the couch and leaning forward over it. She had no idea how he did it, but somehow his posture was always both refined and probing, sticking his nose into other people's business and looking way too handsome doing it. It would be quite a problem for Naomi if she were to spend the next several days alone with him and Thor. Speaking of, the blonde had a much more casual pose, slinging his arms over the couch and twisting around in his seat to face her.

"It is quite obvious, however Thor continues to deny it." Loki mused, arching his brows at Thor as he spoke to Naomi. Thor only huffed and waited for her response. Naomi chuckled as she rose, grabbing her cup as she made her way to the spot where Peter had been previously, across form the brothers.

"I can't say that I know. The big screen never showed us Peter meeting either one of you." She gestured to them coyly, declining to mention Peter's Thor impression. Thor accepted her claim at that, whilst Loki sensed that details had been left out.

"Ooh, don't keep secrets from us now, Naomi." Loki smirked, watching her. To counter, Naomi smirked back, content to play Loki's game. It was a nice morning activity.

"I've never lied to you." She responded, and Loki leaned back against the cushion, the smirk never leaving.

"I would never accuse you of it."

Thor glanced between them with an exasperated expression, looking as though he wanted to admonish his brother. Loki merely ignored him, keeping his sights set on the prophet. "You have seen much however, yes?" He questioned, already knowing the answer. Naomi arched a brow, wishing she had brought her sunglasses out of her room. They added an element of mystery that she loved abusing in every situation possible. An annoying habit for her friends back home, but it never ceased to amuse her.

"Yes, I daresay i've watched your movies." She sipped her coffee, half wishing Thor wasn't here to witness the coy exchange. She was grateful he was there however, since she wasn't sure if Loki would act differently had he not been monitoring him. It didn't matter in the end, as Tony abruptly finished his talk with Peter, and chose then to re-enter the room, the teenage superheroes absent- most likely sent home.

Naomi shifted her attention away from her back and forth with Loki, sharing a look with Stark that told her what Peter's answer was. She hadn't doubted for a second.

"Alright gang. Lets get this show on the road." Tony gestured from them to follow, indicating with his watch that the trio's time on Earth was up. Gathering themselves, Naomi and the two brothers crossed the room to Tony, where she fell into step beside him through the halls.

"Next stop, Sakaar." She grinned.