"Sure. I'll show you." Tony headed over to the elevator with them, led them down two floors, and then along to a couple guest rooms. "There's a kitchenette and living room, bathrooms, bedrooms, should be good enough."

"Definitely," Lavender said. She glanced at him. "Do you mind me using low-key magic from time to time? I'll try to keep a lid on anything big or flashy, but little things?"

"Little things should be fine," Tony said after a moment. "So long as you don't see lights flickering or clocks going wonky, you should be fine." Not that any of his tech would malfunction around magic, but still.

Lavender nodded.

"Alright," she said. "I'll keep any of the big spells to a minimum."

"Good. Other than that, there's food, try not to piss people off, ask me or Jarvis if you have questions, and you should be fine." Tony shrugged.

"Great," Lavender said. "We're pretty self-sufficient, for the most part. Are there specific meal times, or just whenever we need to forage?"

"Some nights we all have dinner together, but there's no set time. I can have Jarvis let you know, if you want." Tony shrugged.

"Sure, as long as we're not intruding," Lavender said.

"Yeah, no, not a problem." Tony shrugged again. "You two get settled in, I'm going to see if I can get any more information on this guy."

"Alright. If you need any extra sets of hands or eyes, let us know," Lavender said.

Tony nodded and headed out of the room to go back to his lab. He always had work to do, after all.

Lessa, meanwhile, had claimed a bedroom as hers and was starting to settle in.

Lavender was in her own room, unpacking some of her things. She ended up charming her bag to stick to the foot of the bed so she didn't have to just set it somewhere, and she changed into something a bit more comfortable than the standard-issue SHIELD uniform. Jeans and a tee were totally the way to go. She didn't mind that her wand holster was visible now; she wasn't trying to hide in the tower. They all knew she was magical.

Lessa tended to be just as casual, relaxing in jeans and a loose t-shirt. There wasn't much for her to do until another attack happened, unless someone in the tower needed help emotionally.

Lavender wandered her way back down to the main floor, just trying to get a feel for the place. She could feel some traces of magic all over the place, and she wasn't sure where they were coming from. They had clearly been left there over time, though.

Bruce saw her wandering around and blinked, walking over.

"Are you looking for someone?" he asked, looking at her.

"Nope, just exploring," Lavender said, grinning a bit. She held out a hand. "Lavender Grace, I'm here with SHIELD to be an extra pair of hands and an expert on magic."

"Bruce Banner. Nice to meet you, Lavender, and I'm glad to have you around." He shook her hand. Not many people knew he knew magic, and he wanted to keep it that way.

"You're taking this surprisingly well in stride," Lavender commented, shaking his hand. "Captain Rodgers tried to freak out some." She grinned. "And Agent Barton still can't figure out how I can always find him."

"I'm... used to odd things," Bruce admitted with a little smile. "I've known about magic for a while, this is nothing new to me."

"Fun stuff," Lavender said. She grinned and sat down. "How'd you find out and not get Obliviated?"

"I'm, uh, kind of immune," Bruce said with a wry little smile. It wasn't a lie, but it wasn't totally the truth, either.

Lavender raised an eyebrow.

"Immune to Obliviation?" she asked. "That's interesting."

"It has something to do with the gamma radiation," Bruce said. "It... inhibits certain types of spells."

"Fascinating," Lavender said. "I wonder if the spellcrafters know that...?" She made a mental note to ask them. She looked at him again. "So who in your family is magical?" She paused. "I mean, if you don't mind my asking."

Bruce blinked. "What gave you the idea anyone is?" he asked quietly.