Finding Home (слэш)

Tony scrubbed his hand through his hair. "Fucking Ross is going to have a field day with this if he finds out nearly 300 aliens with superhuman strength are planning to land on our planet, claim some sort of asylum, and one of them is a known war criminal who has apparently recently destroyed a planet. And he thought Steve was a liability," he muttered to himself, trying to think through how this could work without losing everything he'd worked for since Siberia.
“Firstly,” Loki said, now coming on screen to stand beside Thor and Bruce, “Asgard was technically a planetoid. Secondly, it wasn’t actually me that did it, I just resurrected a fire giant and he did it.”
Tony drummed his fingers on the workbench as he studied the unlikely trio in front of him. Loki still gave off the air of a disgruntled cat, but this time the cat seemed less likely to immediately bite his hand, and substantially better fed and groomed. Of course he was still a cat, pet him in the wrong place and there'd no doubt be blood... Aaaand that was far enough with that analogy.
What a day this was shaping up to be.