Barton opened the storage case, checked his crossbow, and loaded the arrows.
Tony installed a new artificial intelligence—Friday—into the Mark Armor.
Pietro deliberately picked out a pair of sneakers for himself, then grabbed a red jacket from the wardrobe and tossed it to Wanda.
"Ugh!" Aaron looked at the two of them with weary exasperation. "Take my advice. Don't go."
"We have to go," Wanda said seriously. "It was because I controlled Stark's mind that he created Ultron.
"If we hadn't worked with Ultron, he wouldn't have been able to take the Vibranium so easily. We..."
"Yes, you do bear some responsibility.
"But believe me, even if you had done nothing, he would still have created Ultron."
"Deceiving ourselves isn't much comfort."
"Right." Pietro nodded. "Besides, Sokovia is our home. We can't just stand by and do nothing."
"Impressive. Truly impressive!
"You've elevated this to patriotism. If I keep trying to talk you out of it, I'll seem heartless." Aaron chuckled, then abruptly changed tack. "But let me ask you something presumptuously: what exactly is home to you two?
"You lost your parents at ten. I don't know how hard it was for two homeless children to survive in Sokovia until they were twenty, but I can imagine.
"Sokovia may be your home, but more than that, you are each other's home."
Hearing that, Pietro and Wanda exchanged a look, left speechless.
"You both have superpowers. You're stronger than ordinary people, and you feel superior.
"But do you know what you'll be facing if you go?" Aaron asked righteously. "War. And bullets have no eyes.
"With great power comes great responsibility. That's a superhero's creed. Are you superheroes?"
"We can be," Pietro said, pursing his lips uncertainly.
"You've got ambition. Then can you accept sacrifice?" Aaron countered. "The Avengers aren't