Tommy opened the door in a rush, eager for a way to help that wasn't in the way of the routine.

He stood aside as they walked through, trailing them in, processing that. They were growing up with a space emperor dad and a guard at all times. Maids and nannies. He had no frame of reference for their life. It wasn't a bad thing - his childhood had been shit, so he was glad theirs wasn't like his. But it was a weird thing to realize.

"Do the Kree and the Skrull both all know about them?" he asked, watching from not that far away.