Clint was working still with Jarvis, putting the final touches on a world wide 'web' that would encase the entire realm and prevent anyone from entering willy nilly. since Loki was still asleep, Sleipnir and Jörmungandr where helping him instead. "there!" Clint said, looking very pleased. "do you feel it Jarvis?" he asked, delighted when the A.I. stated that he, in fact, could feel the barrier and that he could then create a tunnel allowing someone in to a specified location that had yet to be built. there would be magic and strength dampening spells to keep any visitor from attacking them until they had been questioned, and truth spells woven in so they could know if the person they where questioning was lying or not. sure, someone could potentially hammer their way through, but not without an army of mutants, superheros and one pissed off Guardian being made aware and taking steps to battle them on. Clint had stayed up all night working on the release and the barrier and he was too wired now to feel tired. "Thor can 'know' all he wants now. he won't be getting through into this realm again without starting a war." Clint admitted. "if he does come, i will gut him, and use his entrails to strangle him." Clint admitted before smiling as he picked up the pups and headed for the table to Val could eat there properly while he snuggled the 'kids'. looking up when Loki slinked into the room, looking almost wary, as if he expected someone to comment on the things he had written that Steve had collected when he'd checked on them. Jori had already told them all not to comment, and warned them that his father was likely to be skittish for several days. having some of that information made public would make Loki very twitchy. "want some food Loki?" Steve offered, poking at the skillet. "i've just finished making a hoard of pancakes." that certainly made Loki happy. he liked pancakes. he settled into his chair and started to devour the food. Steve was very glad he'd made about fifty pounds of pancakes. with so many 'Gods' living in the tower they really needed to start making a lot more food. especially since Clint was now eating more than all of them.