His eyes close for a moment at her touch, then he takes her arm in his hands. "Yours is, not at all surprisingly, brilliant, Beloved. I wish I could go myself, but that would probably be unwise, would it not?" He can suspect she wouldn't approve of his going off like that, and is already trying to curb his desires accordingly.
He kisses his way up her arm attentively, passionately, then resumes the calm tactical analysis. "Rogers could easily keep on top of things. We should definitely have him bring Antigone, to ensure a thorough analysis. It'll be hard to keep Stark off the endeavour, and Masterson's still itching to do something impressive. A few others, perhaps."
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