"Everyone's out there fighting tooth and nail!" Nick Fury looked at Aaron, his tone full of exasperation. "Don't you think it's out of place for you to be sitting here so calmly?"
"Not at all." Aaron rolled his eyes at him disdainfully. "I've taken apart at least eighty, if not a hundred, robots down there. But this wasn't my duty to begin with. Helping out within my capabilities is already enough to clear my conscience."
A conscience? Did you even have one? If someone cut you open, it'd probably be black!
Nick Fury grumbled inwardly. Remembering Aaron's usual habit of never acting without profit, he found himself speechless.
No one was paying him this time. The fact that he had made a round of the battlefield to ease the Avengers' pressure was already commendable.
But seeing a top-tier combatant no weaker than Captain America sitting here watching the show felt like a downright shameful waste to him.
"You should know that every second of delay could mean countless people dying."
"That's why the Avengers Alliance is working so hard! I'm giving them plenty of moral support."
"Moral support?" Nick Fury nearly laughed in anger. "Moral support is useless."
"You can't say it's completely useless. Natasha was very moved when she heard your voice just now." Aaron spoke with a straight face, pointing at the thousand-plus people boarding the lifeboats below. "And look at those civilians. When they look at the S.H.I.E.L.D. emblem on the Helicarrier, don't you see the light in their eyes?"
Nick Fury's mouth twitched. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a snort of laughter.
"Agent Hill, did you think of something funny?"
"No, sir." Hill immediately straightened her posture and stared unblinkingly at the screen before her.
"Gaius, as they say, with great