"I don't like this," he said, resting his hand over hers only to pry it away from his head, and sit back, out of her reach. Cordial visit or not, being in Latveria was not exactly an ideal situation, even if this wasn't real. Doom wasn't someone he ever wanted to turn to unless there was really no other choice. "We should be trying to get the hell out of here, not... Entertaining our host! What does he need from you, anyway?"