Bruce felt the Hulk stirring even more. Telling the children to stay behind was for the best. Ultron would never stop hunting them. Never. So this was a disturbing revelation. At least Matthew was safe back at the cabin. Natalie would have never forgiven Bruce if it had been any other way. Also the fact that the boy was safe enabled him to keep the Hulk safely inside. For the moment. The blue light had faded long ago, but Matthew's tracks were far too easy to follow. He would mention it when he got back. Being tracked was not something they could afford. When Matthew's trail ended Bruce more or less had to guess which way he had to go. In this, he trusted the Hulk in order to lead him. The Hulk rarely walked away from danger. 
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Odin watched Bruce close the door behind him. His sister practically vibrated next to him. She had always looked more like his father, Thor. Odin looked more like his mother, Jane, according to Bruce. He really didn't remember what either of his parents looked like anymore. The more he tried to remember them the less clear their faces became until they were gone altogether, But he never lost the memory of them. And the drive to do right by them. Something his sister also had. Though Terra was more combat skilled than him. A fact that bothered him. He was the older brother, yet he couldn't take care of Terra. No, it was usually the other way around.

So when Claira decided to go out, not surprising, and everyone agreed to join, so did Odin. Natalie got her guns. Howard looked longingly at the suit of armor he inherited from his father and weighed the risks. It was obvious when he decided to leave it behind. But Howard was far from helpless. He had little gizmos what he used to fight when the armor was more of a liability. One such "gizmo" he had given to Odin. A lightning rod, Howard had laughed as he passed it to the Asguardian. Because of his father. The rod extended and could be electrified. It was useful. Incredibly so.

[i]Hey, I want to come too![/i] Matthew exclaimed as everyone grabbed their stuff.

"No." Natalie's voice was sharp as she wheeled upon her brother. "No." She repeated softer. "I lost you once tonight I can't let it happen again."

Odin knew how she felt. Every time they went out they risked death, but to sit and do nothing? Well, Claira just proved that they couldn't and wouldn't. They were their parent's children.