I can try to answer your questions, with the caveat that there will be some gaps I can't fill for you.
[ He's not wrong. Medusa's usually seen as a "cold fish", as the people say. The situation makes her feel as though she's at a disadvantage, seeking out people who have no reason to trust her or her motives, and that makes her warier than ever. ]
Circumstances being what they are, I will be blunt. I have a kingdom to rebuild, and I have a nation scattered across the globe, and many people who never had any idea they were anything but human. There is no one to take my place in my absence. Meanwhile we are here, via what seems to be dangerously malfunctioning technology manipulating the fabric of space and time— that no one can repair, or no one is inclined to repair. And our journey so far flies in the face of everything I understand about space. When I was last here, we were blundering from planet to planet meddling in other people's affairs and yet no real consequences have come crashing down on us. No one has come to investigate what I know would be seen as a very tempting target to a number of people, for a number of reasons. To even obtain a hope of getting home, we have all signed a contract under duress to work on a ship we know nothing about, under people we know nothing about, in a corner of a galaxy that even I do not recognize.
[ Honesty is painful, but she's got everything to lose if she doesn't try, so Medusa forces herself to swallow the bitter pill. ]
I admit we have never been close, Mr. Stark, but I know you are a smart man. Do you begin to see why I would start seeking out friends, even friends who don't remember me?
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[ He's not wrong. Medusa's usually seen as a "cold fish", as the people say. The situation makes her feel as though she's at a disadvantage, seeking out people who have no reason to trust her or her motives, and that makes her warier than ever. ]
Circumstances being what they are, I will be blunt. I have a kingdom to rebuild, and I have a nation scattered across the globe, and many people who never had any idea they were anything but human. There is no one to take my place in my absence. Meanwhile we are here, via what seems to be dangerously malfunctioning technology manipulating the fabric of space and time— that no one can repair, or no one is inclined to repair. And our journey so far flies in the face of everything I understand about space. When I was last here, we were blundering from planet to planet meddling in other people's affairs and yet no real consequences have come crashing down on us. No one has come to investigate what I know would be seen as a very tempting target to a number of people, for a number of reasons. To even obtain a hope of getting home, we have all signed a contract under duress to work on a ship we know nothing about, under people we know nothing about, in a corner of a galaxy that even I do not recognize.
[ Honesty is painful, but she's got everything to lose if she doesn't try, so Medusa forces herself to swallow the bitter pill. ]
I admit we have never been close, Mr. Stark, but I know you are a smart man. Do you begin to see why I would start seeking out friends, even friends who don't remember me?