Steve's lips quirk at that, his hands busy setting a napkin across his lap and reaching for a fork as he prepared to tuck into what was sure to be the first plate of many.

"It's complicated," he began, feeling as if he were repeating himself, but needing to preface what he was about to say with that to make sure the man who had backed him up and offered a safe place for Natasha and himself to stay as they made their gameplan wasn't flying blind. No pun intended, of course. As he stabbed a bite of scrambled eggs, he expanded up that comment, "The easiest way I have to explain it is that it's a sort of...place between worlds. I think I remember someone describing it as 'transdimensional hub.'"