Wing complied with the red man and glanced over his shoulder at the two who had arrived by motorcycle. He was guided into an elevator which quickly opened up to glass walls halfway up. He had no problem with heights, yet wondered where he was going, as the Stark Tower itself was intimidating.<br/><br/>The elevator doors opened up and the red man's hand on his shoulder guided him forward, where a man in a sharp suit was talking with some roguelike characters, along with a woman with green skin. He eyed the large mad with grey skin but remained silent as the red man guided him around the room towards a hallway.<br/><br/>"Vision..." Tony started, "Did you get yourself a pet?"<br/><br/>"Don't be rude now, Mr. Stark." He replied, "I believe this boy may have come through with the Chitauri. He speaks a dialect found in their databanks.<br/><br/>"Is he clean?" Tony asked.<br/><br/>"Hardly. Can you not smell him from over there? I believe nourishment is a priority here, Mr. Stark" he replied, guiding the boy to the kitchen.<br/><br/>"I mean does he have weapons? Is he bugged?" Tony asked, calling down the hall, "You know, I do believe that may have been his first joke. They grow up so quickly..."<br/><br/>Again the elevator doors opened again and a strange man in a long coat stepped out followed by Steven Rogers, Captain America himself.<br/><br/>"Afternoon, Cap." Tony said with a nod. "Who's your friend. Wanna join the little party going on here?"<br/><br/>----------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Vision led Wing down the hall and gestured to the table. Wing had watched families eat around them by looking through windows, so he knew to take a seat.<br/><br/>"<You know, you can take off your blanket in here, sir.>" Vision said as he opened the fridge. There was some broccoli casserole that barely anyone touched because it was his first time making it and he missed some ingredients. He pulled it out and got a spoon to put into a bowl. Throwing it into the microwave, he turned back to the boy, seeing that he had pulled the dirty blanket from his shoulders and dropped it on the floor, his dirty white wings hanging lazily over the back of the chair.<br/><br/>"<You speak my language.>" he asked, "<Are you from my world?>"<br/><br/>"<No I am a synthetic lifeform. I downloaded your language from one of the ships you arrived on.>" he replied. The microwave beeped and he set the casserole in front of the boy, handing him a fork.<br/><br/>Wing inhaled the aroma of it and grabbed the fork, his wariness of the red man giving in to his hunger. Within minutes, the boy felt better and pushed his empty plate away.<br/><br/>"<My thanks.>" he said, bowing his head.<br/><br/>"<Now, let's get cleaned up. This way.>" Vision directed.<br/><br/>After a brief explanation of the large shower, he was brought to in a locker room Wing felt comfort for once, soaking in a hot shower. He finally felt the grime from months of living in the streets wash off of him, and his wings felt lighter after the feathers were cleansed. By now, the food was starting to give him more energy and he finally felt awake, grabbing a towel that the red man had provided. He was a little suspicious as to why he was getting such gratuity, yet was thankful for it none the less.<br/><br/>"<How do you fare?>" the red man asked, turning the corner, Wing had tied the towel around his waist and was shaking his wings slightly to try and dry them off.<br/><br/>"<Well, Thank you again.>" he replied.<br/><br/>"<I have questions.>" Vision said, "<Are you comfortable answering them? They may be quite personal.>" Wing was becoming frustrated with trying to dry his wings as the air was too humid in the shower to do a proper job. Spreading them out he lifted a hand to each one and muttered a spell. The water in each wing started to draw out of the feathers and began to form a large orb of water in front of him, floating in the air. Once they were dry, he waved his hand toward the drain, and the ball sailed through the air and spashed on the floor of the shower.<br/><br/>"<Yes.>" Wing said, "<It is the least I can do to repay your kindness.>" Vision had watched amazed and gestured out to the lounge area to talk.