"A month or two," he agreed with the corner of his lips crinkling with amusement. He had had a lot of time to consider many things, and this was currently top on his bucket list to complete before he died. There was always time for revenge after all, and he needed this to develop and refine his skills again before he jumped two feet back into the shark tank that was HYDRA.

Slowly, he eased forward, his gun still posed but his finger no longer caressing the trigger but resting on the guard around it. He stopped by the couch and then eased himself down onto it, and it wasn't so bad for comfort level. He could relax and still be alert to do what he needed to do.

"Yeah, I have actually... it's called eating at the hospital with armed police waiting for you to attack them with your plastic fork," he said with a shrug of his shoulders. "Sit and I'll consider putting the gun down," he remarked coldly.